Masks Unveiled ......

There have been moments in my life ,
Where i turned and looked into the face of life ....
I saw an image of what i thought was me ,
A dasmel with hope as her guard in the dark nights ...
A prayer in the heart of those who have seen grey shades even
in the
brightest spark of light ,
Pride of what she was made up of , from the tides of failures and success ,
Determination so strong to , survive the journey of
tribulances and reach
her destination.
Thoughts , that reflected Independence of mind and body .
But sudden volacanic eruptions of time and cirumstances made me look beyond
the reflections of my image ,
So many masks i had worn to hide the real me ,
To hide the pain , to silence myself when i wanted to scream ,
To crub the need for a shoulder to cry on , with a belief of
independence
in my mind ,
To voice my opinion , when realites quitened me ,
Times as such reflect we are not only made up of what we are
but of what we
also potray what we are not
No one takes the pride in being a coward or a loser ,
So we all wear mask to hide ourselves from our conseiunce ,
But the courage is not always in fighting but also in
accepting defeat ,
In unveling all the burden of masks we carry throught our lives ...
To free ourselves from the fear of opinions ...
To realise the value of selfworth ,
To see beyond from what others forsee us as .


# This is an e-mail i get from a net friend. Quite meaningful, right?