mask-truth-self-quotes9                                                                                                                              While waking past the acquainted road, and meeting a certain number of people who greet me upon a sight, I often wonder, “do they truly love me, or the mask that I put on everyday”. I learned in high school that if i put up an effigy, a mask, or a lie, that mask will get all the love, not me. Supposedly i love my mask myself, it reflects something i truly am not. A beautiful face, dead dark inside, gloomy smiles and sinful cries.

When you speak of freedom, the most important kind of freedom is the one that lets you be yourselves. Miles away from this freedom we trade in our reality for a role. We give up ability to feel, release and admire, and in exchange put on a mask. As soon as a person receives his mask, he wears it and perfects his facade, yet his sins remains close to his skin. The sins that haunted him and he had thought were now hidden.

“A good man often appears gauche simply because he does not take advantage of the myriad mean little chances of making himself look stylish. Preferring truth to form, he is constantly at work upon the facade of his appearance,” says Alanis Morisette. You constrict yourselves in chains while wearing a mask, you cover up your true emotions and force them to die, but one must remember that a beautiful mask does not promises a beautiful interior.

Love is a feeling that only comes when you put down your mask, when you realize that your partner loves you for being yourselves and no one else. Imagine meeting someone who understood even the deepest and dustiest corners of your mixed up soul.  With a mask you’re always happy and everyone stays with you, but the day you open up to our sadness, everybody leaves. Those hands that reach for you at that moment are the ones that truly respect you and not your mask.  Don’t give up when the pressure mounts, face your doubts and master your fears.

I wondrously find that the most beautiful songs come from the most painful moments, I don’t like it. Here’s what it does: it strips away all your facade. It makes you so honest. It’s cleansing like a rain.                                                      365e2293fadac73d60c0a47e8b0ff064


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