The Masks We Wear (A Mara Prose Poem)

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You smile, you grin and no one sees your sins

You laugh, you play with no one there at the end of the day

The masks we wear are uniquely prepared

To keep the world guessing and hide our despair

Black, white and all alike experience life’s crushing blows

Young and old, we are all the same because we all fear the untold

At the end of the day, no one can say that we are not all equally equipped to live bold

~ Mara Prose