Most think the mask hides my face,
The plastic and cardboard shielding from the outside world,
But that is definitely not the case.
The mask, is rather, the canvas for the soul.
An infinitely malleable, changeable, sheet for self-expression.
What the heart wants, the soul desires, is better displayed
with the mask-makers art than with a restricted face.
To see into a mans soul, look not at the face he chooses to hide
But at the mask he wears proudly.