Silence fills the room,
No one makes a sound,
All is on edge,
The truth can be scary,
There is no room for secrets,
Worst they haunt you,
Lies can make you go crazy,
For everyone is wearing their own mask,
Just fitting in with this life,
What are you hiding underneath of your mask?
Which do you choose to wear today?
I wonder what you look like underneath.
It's extremely fascinating watching, learning seeing how life's changed.
In the coming 10 to 20 years to see how things disappear.
What makes me feel better is in 10 to 20 so on years.
I won't be around to see how much worse things get.
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