why be depressing
if you can be suppressing
all those needs and urges
to hide yourself from the judges
to hide your soul and your heart
that's just smart, smart, smart
don't show your real face
don't show your real thoughts
don't show your real heart
don't let them know
and in this store are
masks of all kinds
masks for all minds
laughing, crying
angry, smiling
birds and foxes
all in boxes
they are waiting
for you to come in
come on in
take your pick, dear friend
if you want your pain to end
make a choice, little boy
leave or take this new nice toy
choose wisely
or surprise will
get you with your pants off
we have a box
ready for you
just for you
pure and new
so
what will you do? what will you say?
will you just leave, or will you stay?
YOU ARE READING
Masks
PoetryYou see a shop; and you're invited in by a choir of voices. You enter and see it's full of masks; and under every one of them, there is a name. As you touch the first one, you can hear the song around you; it's telling the tale of the mask and the p...
