At some point before I expire from this life, I would appreciate the opportunity to take off this face I have to wear day in and day out. To show the entire world what an unspeakable monster that they have created in me over the years. To show the pain, the sorrow, the loneliness that is the true me...
Every morning I must adjust this old guise so as not to offend anyone during the course of an earthly day. To show them smiles, and tell them jokes, to hide the suffering. My life, as it is, is simply a series of mundane gestures and idiotic comments designed to amuse a few; annoy all others.
