We Wear the Mask

Today I woke up way past nine in the morning. I saw half of my painted face on my pillow, my discarded wig on the side table, and thought about my comments from last night. "I don't take guys seriously that talk to me when I'm dressed like this... Find me busted and disgusted at a Trader Joe's talking about Garbanzo beans..."

We all want to be recognized and loved for who we really are, but it's hard. Women are told that men like [insert media definition of beauty here]. The poor are told all they need is to [insert Republican rhetoric here]. Meanwhile, we are all living as caricature of ourselves. Today I say love yourself no matter what you fake like and I leave you with a description from one of the Greats...

We Wear the Mask
By: Paul Laurence Dunbar

We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile
And mouth with myriad subtleties,

Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
     We wear the mask.

We smile, but oh great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile,
But let the world dream otherwise,
     We wear the mask!


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