MASK

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Its a poem about how one is still unsure about his/her own identity.

Submitted: May 18, 2016

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Do you see me?

Do you really see through me?

Then can you tell me who I am?

Cause if you ask me,

I don’t know where I stand.

Your secret laughter can’t be seen by my eyes.

I smile to you and you do too

But when I face the other side

You stab me with sharp lethal knives

Even when I look at my face in the mirror

I won’t know who that person is 

Standing on the other side.

All I see are different faces with different colors

Too many for anyone to say it’s me they see

And I don’t even know who is the real me 

Among the many

Because I myself only see the outer shell of whom I wanted to be.


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