"the face you see is just the mask i chose to wear today"

"my mask is growing heavy, but i've forgotten who's beneath"

"i settle down, a twiste up frown, disguised as a smile.."


what is it with our culture and the obsession with faking? why do we insist to put on a face and mask our pain?
why do we always pretend we're fine when it's obvious we're lying? what do we have to lose?

the answer we say is "everything". the real answer? nothing. will people look at you differently? maybe. but they'll connect. realize that there's a heart behind that head. realize that other people have feelings. realize that everybody's hurting in their own way, but everybody hides it because everybody else hides it.

i guess that's why i support to write love so very much. they talk about those things that need to be talked about. everybody wants to be loved, to be known, to have a place to share their heart. and to write love embraces that, and that's why many people including myself keep on coming back. community is important. having a place where you can take off your mask and not worry is so terribly important.

so i will continue to fight to find community.
because God knows how much i need it.