Ever been stuck between a rock and a hard place?
Ever been confused how you got there to begin with?
Ever wonder how much pressure your mask can take?
Ever had your mask crack?
Just the slightest fissure…
Ever feel like you’ve lost yourself?
Just trying to survive
Just trying to fit in
Just trying to feel comfortable
Has anyone ever seen that crack in your mask?
Have they tried to open the crack?
Did they by any chance see any of the blemishes on your mask?
Did they offer to help you fix your mask?
Were you too lost to tell them how
Were you grappling with that last bit of your facade?
Were you trying to hold it together?
Were you trying to seal the crack and hide?
In front of the one person it shouldn’t have
The blemishes were flashed in front of that one person
That one person you wanted to hide it all from
The one person you were trying to fool
The one person you were trying to be honest with
The one person that noticed
And you were hoping they would take you at face value
You were hoping they wouldn’t search
You were hoping that little black box would stay hidden
You were hoping the black box wouldn’t surface
So now they question you…
How’s your mask holding up now?
Or did you slip up and show them a sliver of the real you?
Not so happy-go-lucky are you?
What happened to your mask?
Why did it break?
In front of that one person…