The Mask

It’s always there

Always right in front of us

But the only thing

That keeps us from seeing it

Is what we prioritise to see first.

Why blame them

For hiding the reality

When masking the truth-

Is in fact, a human nature?

No.

It’s not your fault too

Because searching for happiness

And love

Is yet another human nature.

We tend to surround ourselves with love

And we want to surround ourselves by it.

And sometimes

We’re so much in a rush

That we start feeling

Happiness and love

Even when it’s not true

Not eternal

Not for us, at least.

But when one day

When we finally realise

That these flowers

These stars

These words

Were not for us

We fall, and we keep falling.

Betrayal.

It’s always there

Always right in front of us

But the only thing

That keeps us from seeing it

Is what we prioritise to see first.

And we often prioritise to see

The mask that blooms flowers

The mask that brings the stars

And the mask that writes the words

Not knowing,

That they were not true

And not

For us.

Deepalya,
With love.