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This is why i wear my maskThis is why i wear my mask
People used to be nice,
But now They've become cold as ice.
People Smiled & Said Hello,
But that's before i became so low.
& This is why i wear this mask.
I used to enjoy walking out the door,
But that's before i was treated so poor.
People laughed as i went by,
But inside it made me want to cry.
& now this has become a tiresome task.
Who I really am has become but a dream,
But under this mask all i do is scream.
Under my mask i am mis-spoken,
But behind these blue eyes i am broken.
& this is why i wear this mask.
People ask why there is so much hate,
But i only ask what i did to deserve my fate.
Now this mask has become my permanent face,
But the coldness of others slams me like a mace.
& now this has become such a tiresome task.
When the truth is told the world only cries,
But then again it cares only for lies.
Some people say i just want to watch the world burn,
But that's because my emotions always churn.
& now this has become such a gruesome task.
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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