Masks.

Although aware I can not see,
a path that will make me happy,
and for the volatility I endure,
I truly wonder if there is a cure,

Tried to love, tried to care,
It sculpted this mask I choose to wear
for I love challenges and dislike conflicts,
but don’t always realize this contradicts

Why do I try to simplify
in a blink of an eye, demystify
myself into something that doesn’t satisfy
the ones I love, the rare,
leaving me alone, as I stare,
at the new mask I’ll wear..

 

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