When a man decides
that to live in this society,
he must wear a mask,
An unremovable,
Unchangeable,
Mysterious;
a fully adaptable mask,
To blend in any place,
with anyone without being noticed,
to hide who he really is,
He forfeits his being
becomes a fake, and
he loses his identity.
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Author:
rrodriguez (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem came to me as an idea one of my students gave to me. He loves to write essays and he wrote a short reflective essay which I turned into a poem. Many of us live behind a mask; there's no authenticity.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments7
It is so different for many people to be who they truly are. I have lived most of my life just being me, but I suppose at some point or another we ALL put on a mask. It may be for a job interview, first impression, or simply to make a situation easier to survive. I truly believe that we should be ourselves. True to heart.
Nice!
~SS
I agree totally with Sunsearcher. Great point in your poem.
A superbly structured and compelling piece.
Poignant and precise! I wear a mask to escape notice, been so often judged harshly for being myself. -- phoenix
Thank you all for your comments. I agree that masks are part of our lives, but authenticity is paramount.
Well written and expressed Great write
Guilty as charged. Nicely done.
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