Masks.

Just a poem about how people now are hiding behind a personality to be cool or to not show you who they really are.. :)

I look around all I see:
Are kids behind a mask.
Masks hiding them.
But from what?
The world?
Maybe.
Themselves?
There are copies.
THere are druggies.
There are drinkers.
But for what?
There are smokers.
Abusers.
Bullies.
But why?
Why can't they be themselves?
Why do they have to be like their "friends"?
Why can't they just say "No."?
I can see beneath their masks.
What they hide.
Hurt.
Misery.
Pain.
Sorrow.
Lies.
Themselves.