longer.blue

In fear you become something brave, Im weakness you become someone stronger, In hate you become something hateful. But when do you ever choose to become yourself? Someday, maybe you won't recognize your own reflection. Or you stumble and can't find where you've left yourself. Maybe you'll call out for help and hear a cry that isn't you. Maybe one day you'll reach for your mask and it won't come off. You'll spend so much time as something else, You'll miss your chance to be something worth being. You'll claw out your cheek looking for where it ends and you begin, But your mask and face are one in the same.