Masks
"I'll kill you," I say, without conviction at all. "You are denying the truth, just like the rest of them. The truth of who and what I am, before I kill you. I watch them.
I watch as they all go about their normal lives, all of them. The people wearing black over in the corner, thinking their lives are oh so hard. Fhe. Like they know anything about pain at all. They just want to be different, as well as get people's attention.
I watch the 'popular' people talking about their love lives and who likes who, but I know that virtually every single one of them wear masks. They pretend that their lives are perfect, drowning out anything and forsaking anyone that are not like them. There really need to have their eves opened to what the world is really like. Not all pain can be ignored.
Then, there is also the geeks. The nerds, whatever you want to call them. Their lives are usually the ones that are the best, though most don't realize it and go straight to the popular people. They are the ones that dress how they like to and don't care what other people think of them, and they are going to go places because of their grades. See what I mean?
Oh yeah, lets not forget the sluts. They think that sexual satisfaction will make their problems go away, that those few moments of feeling good will make them feel good all the time. Well, as you can probably guess they are wrong too. These are only a few stereo types for people out there, and there are so many more.
Whether you realize it or not, everyone wears masks even if they don't realize it. Even I wear a mask, one that was perfectly constructed, and no one to this day has seen through it. My mask is one of an idiot, someone who's incredibly stupid. When people see my mask I am underestimated, and in my eyes that's a good thing. My mask is loud, annoying, and irritating. People think that I do now know pain, and if you understood what I said before that is not true. My mask just hides the endless pain of having all the villagers hate me, and being totally alone in my life. Having to withstand glares that I've gotten ever since I was a baby, not understanding why.
So, you are planning on telling people about this, are you? Well let me tell you this- no one will believe you. From the look of dawning realization on your face, I guess you understand what I'm talking about as well. You are well aware that no one would ever suspect me of doing anything sinister because of my mask, so no one would believe you if you tried to tell anyone. Yes, run away like the little coward you are.
Remember this- I'm watching you, always watching you, and when the time is right, you'll know because you'll be dead. With that I walked away, putting my mask back on for another long, perilous day. I'll deal with the little traitor later, just like I deal with all of them. Death.
Dragon- sorry if that was a little creepy, put that just popped into my head. It kind of started out with stereo types people put on each other and went of from there. Really- I didn't mean for it to turn out like that. --; Well, press the pretty lavender button at the bottom of this screen and tell me what you think! Dragon's Shadow