Which mask did you put on today? Was it your happy one, your sad one, your scary one, your angry one, your drunk one?
The one with a glimmer of hope behind blackened eyes? The one previously discarded and left laying lifeless on the floor? The one stained with ecstasy?
Who will notice the sadness? Who will notice you smile? Who will understand the words of despair
behind translucent lips that try to speak so eloquently yet, only tremble.