The Mask

I wear this mask to hide the tears,

from angst regret and wasted years.

A human life so full of loss,

an empty shell, so vain and cross.

It buys me time, it saves my soul,

from anger hate and useless trolls.

This world so cold with harsh reviews,

from judging critics hurtful spews.

Where is the love, why so much hate?

is this our choice, so now our fate?

Survival now becomes a task,

that’s why I choose to wear this mask.