the familiar mask we all use to hide our true personalities and features is hard to get rid of
#relatable|
SOCIETY - what a fancy word mankind created. Living in this world made me realize "society" is not just a word - it's a whole damn world.
By: Ioana Moldovan
What if masks were sold to hide your true emotions and feign some new ones !
Quatrain stanzas of couplets in iambic pentameter.
my DSMP brainrot has come up from behind and smacked me in the head, time for smp!dream
She is happy and friendly, People say every day.
By Abigail Hetherington Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/the-happy-girl
In school we now have to wear masks, funnily enough, I always have
Just me saying ill be gone in a min until 2pm (CST)
and also showing of all my masks <3
A fun poem I wrote about self-love and wearing "masks" <3
Perhaps we invent monsters to hide from the ones within.
Credit to the Witcher books for the final quote, couldn't have said it better myself.
An old poem of mine that I honestly do not have a clarity of what it's about, yet it's one of my favorites!
I sit on the worn yellow bus with music blasting. Surrounded by those, paper masks. With terribly drawn smiles on each one. I sit in a void of hate and sorrow everyday alone. Hoping that one day it w...
the familiar mask we all use to hide our true personalities and features is hard to get rid of
#relatable|
SOCIETY - what a fancy word mankind created. Living in this world made me realize "society" is not just a word - it's a whole damn world.
By: Ioana Moldovan
What if masks were sold to hide your true emotions and feign some new ones !
Quatrain stanzas of couplets in iambic pentameter.
my DSMP brainrot has come up from behind and smacked me in the head, time for smp!dream
She is happy and friendly, People say every day.
By Abigail Hetherington Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/the-happy-girl
In school we now have to wear masks, funnily enough, I always have
Just me saying ill be gone in a min until 2pm (CST)
and also showing of all my masks <3
A fun poem I wrote about self-love and wearing "masks" <3
Perhaps we invent monsters to hide from the ones within.
Credit to the Witcher books for the final quote, couldn't have said it better myself.
An old poem of mine that I honestly do not have a clarity of what it's about, yet it's one of my favorites!
I sit on the worn yellow bus with music blasting. Surrounded by those, paper masks. With terribly drawn smiles on each one. I sit in a void of hate and sorrow everyday alone. Hoping that one day it w...