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The reasons for the masks

The reasons for the masks
I have met people with different masks on their faces with their own reasons
Those that fake smiles to adjust to the norms of the societies and those that need to pretend around people
A number of them changed due to how they were treated
I have also learnt to burry my emotions to prevent my lil.heart from sores
I'm very far from judging these days because I've also done things i never believed I will ever do
The actions of homosapians these days are bitter and irritating
You open up,you get hurt
You keep shut, you feel unwanted
Life is never easier as we all pictured from afar
Liars surrounding our wooden stools
At a point we all forget our parents love
I don't want to say parents brought as to a place full of tears ,buh I think it must be said
Forget about you being rich, money alone can't buy happiness if there's nothing called love
Why don't you walk away if that relationship isn't meeting your expectations
Why don't you stay back if reading and writing become your burden
Education alone can't determine who you are
Dearest grades are just numbers
Don't let them define you
If learning a trade is the best ,then go for that
Trusting isn't part of me
We meet,I fake around
We all mostly know people become nicer to us when we have a lil.coins in our unpatched pockets
Tell me why I need to be real when there aren't any real ones out there
Yeah,learn to act different around certain people
I laugh ,I let everything go
Deep down,the night always reminds me of the hurt,of the betrayal and the wound
People are savage
Learn to master a way to match their cruelty
I don't even have that humour anymore
No ,tell me how I'm supposed to care and love when i can't do same for myself
I'm selfish and mean
I accept!! And I can't do anything about it
Don't be deceived to give love a chance
You will cry at the end
I can assure you that
We are very lucky, this generation has been able to convert the voices of our ancestors to artificial intelligence
Yeah,speak to Ai and thank me later
The end
By Akua Achiamah Boadu
Pen name:Briza