Wearing so many masks that you sometimes forget which one is the real you.

Or perhaps the best one for each occasion is the real you.


Hearing him talk about doing those things stung.

Perhaps because I walked down that path once But the more you walk, the deeper you go, until you get lost in the darkness. Talking about walking it and actually being there is totally different.

Am I worried? Concerned?

Perhaps I'm worried that I've walked so far down that path, that in the darkness, I thought that I have made my way out, but in actuality, I'm still inside.

If you believe in the happy mask, you will smile, and underneath the masked smile is a genuine smile.

If you believe in the evil mask, your face will contort, and underneath that evil mask is an evil expression.



Being passionate about reaffirming oneself to the point of being socially correct yet incorrigible is a double-edged sword. Perhaps one day the under-lying meaning will surface. Though at times, one's ego can be the strongest shield.


The day that you do not have to reaffirm yourself, is the day that you have truly found what you are searching for. That's one lesson I learnt the hard way.


The point was not to accept the sentence, it was to to see if the subject could remain quiet and control his excitement when his ego was on the line.

GG.