Mask of Thoughts
The room was crowded with many people wearing smiling mask glued to there face. Silence inclosed all around as they shuffle past without so much of a glance to each other. I stood in the middle of a flowing river of unsteadiness as my mask begins to crack. The smile on my mask was faded making me stand out from the rest. Clenching my stomach I fall without any commotion. Nobody flinched as they all continued to move without notice or care. My head was hurting with a shear drum knocking against. Tears roll down my face passing through the mask and rolling down my neck coldly wincing at the wet touch. All these people and not one broke from the rest. Masks hide everyone's emotions but here everything, everyone was just blank. I felt alone as my mask piece by piece hit the floor in front. Will nobody stop to hear me? If anyone could speak but that seemed out of the ordinary through these soundproof walls. They were seen by nobody but they were shown out of the ordinary. What am I doing here? The people sropped in place to turn to the maskless being. Staring as if they offended the world with the sight of their emotional face underneath. Soon one falls down in front as I stare frowning and shocked as they too joined in with tears breaking the silence finally with the words "I am here." The words echoed in my mind as a warm smile bridged my face. A actual smile.