Masked

I believe in order for society to run or humans to survive, we need to put on masks. Masks need not always mean deception or lies, sometimes it maybe for the better. If masking a few emotions of a being is doing him and the people around him good, I don’t think anything’s wrong with that.

But inspite of all this, an individual should be aware of his true self.

I always thought I was aware of the masks that I have been putting on to deal with people. But it was only recently that I became aware of the bigger mask that i was putting on against myself. I never saw myself as an emotional person. I always would smile away if I ever were to face problems. But now i’ve realised that beneath that happy face I had bottled up a lot of emotions. I had just not given it a chance to express. Some were emotions of violent anger, while some of regret of not being able to express myself when I had the chance.