Masks for Life
A Poem by a York Ending Stigma Champion
Who is behind the mask, I thought I knew
Which mask are you wearing I haven’t a clue
For a long while I thought I could tell but then it changed
After a break and time away the new one seemed strange
Do we all wear masks I wonder why
Sometimes they slip even though we try
To keep them on and the effort becomes too hard
Is the mask we hold made of iron or of card?
I think we wear masks as we cannot show our true side
Sometime things happen and it can make us want to hide.
All I know it over time things changed
Is it a new mask or an old one rearranged?
I wear my mask to protect me from hurt
Also my heart on the sleeve of my shirt
Should we wear mask is a question to ask
If we all didn’t it and were pure, it could be a blast
By the Harlequin
York Ending Stigma
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