Unmasked


In order to be beautiful,

must it also be complex and unfathomable?

In order to be profound

must it also be beyond comprehension?


Many times, we judge someone

by the clothes they wear,

by the accessories they have.


And we don’t appreciate

those that are simple,

those who have taken off their masks.


Maybe it’s because we’re afraid,

afraid of the plain truth.

We’re afraid of being stripped naked,

of being found out

for who we really are.


That’s the reason

we hide behind our words,

our titles, our positions

and our complexities.


That’s the reason

we hide behind our age,

our maturity, our trophies

and our victories.


Because we don’t want anyone

to ever get through.

We’re afraid of anyone

who can see our sorrows

our failures, and our broken hearts.


We talk like adults

because we’re afraid of little children.

We walk like strong men,

because we’re afraid to stumble in the light.

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