“I was ashamed when I found out life was a costume party, and I attended with my real face. Everyone wears a mask. They hide what they want, manipulate, lie. They fake conversations for appearances. They say

“Where is it? How do I find myself there? I want to know how to do it. I want to know what it is, What I am. I get scared when I get too smart for my

“They don’t know anything really. I like it that way. It does make it lonely, but that’s ok. I’ve learned to be ok with being alone. Every now and then there are cracks, breaks in time and

“Be quiet, don’t show them. Don’t let them know. I know you hold it in, the urge to scream. To get angry, to give in to frustration. It’s all ok to me, I don’t mind those thoughts.