I have thousands of masks
I wear them like gloves
Is not because I'm fake
It's because
I don't know who I am
Masks give me comfort
I don't feel exposed
I like being other people
I don't have the pressure of following a norm
I like wearing masks
They give me comfort
The problem is
Who am I when I take it off?
-strangers
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Poems that butter your toast
PoetryA compilation various of poems The thoughts of a dreamers I am no one And you?
