This post actually put me in the mind of a poem that I wrote several years ago called “The Masquerade Party.” It speaks about how on this planet, everyone is wearing a mask of sorts. Paul Laurence Dunbar so eloquently wrote: “We Wear the Mask”
We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
Look into my eyes and tell me what you see
Can you see my hurt
Can you see my pain
Can you see the emotional abuse I experience Day and night
Can you see my stretch marks that I hide so well
Can you see the physical abuse I endure
Can you see the times I have no money to eat
Or the times I went without food to feed my children
Look into my eyes can you see my inner self
Or do you see my outside that I mask with expensive garments and a fake smile
Look into my eyes can you see me
The REAL me trying to get out
Or do you see my social media page, my fancy car, my expensive wardrobe, my handsome husband who created my inner low self-esteem.
Look into my eyes is life as easy as I make it look
Or…
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