The Mask

Everyone I notice, dons a mask?
Why to spend so much time to beautify, may I ask??
N i am not referring to the present scenario please....
But, in general there is a story behind every gesture to unlease!!!!
I am myself made of so many flaws, stitched together, intentionally nice....
The good, the bad, the ugly - am I willing to pay the price??
Is the truth so brash, so bare, so brittle??
Has the mirror started to scare you a little ?
Is the mask a means to hide the mess??
To avoid, avert, overlook the distress??
But didn't you notice,
No mask hides the eyes.....
A long longing look
N the void reveals the sadness the heart hides.....
- Afaaf