Saturday, May 30, 2009

My Mask.

It's hard to find the real me. Sometimes I'm not too sure who I am. But what I know for sure is that I wear a mask at almost all times. I think my mask is strength. I try hard to fend for myself and others and part of me hates when I'm the one who needs the help. I often feel this need to be in control of a situation because if I don't feel in absolute control.. I feel powerless. I know I'm almost always putting up a front, even if I don't feel strong, at all. The thing I hate the most is having people see me when I'm vulnerable, because hell, I barely let myself be. Despite my flaw of always trying to be the rook, the support, I know I'm a strong person and I know I can do anything I put my mind to. A lot of the times, I don't need anyone and I feel better off and more capable alone. However.. there are times when I find myself wanting to let someone in, but I'm not really sure how to..

Think about it. What's your mask?