Drabble-thing I wrote the other day, after doing a lot of "mask wearing" myself. Almost every line has a deeper meaning to it~ This was actually a load off my chest (if that's the right expression), stuff I didn't think I could express without sounding pathetic or majorly depressed, or not being able to express it at all.
It's kind-of written from the point of view of the Terminans in general, but that relates to my outlook on some things as well. Enjoy~
Just Another Mask...
Honesty? What is that to us? To we who spend our lives hiding behind the masks we create?
In the legends they praise us: we who saw the near-apocalypse through with courage.
Bravery is but another mask, my friend, one we wore over our fear and panic those dark days.
But sometimes the mask slips, even for us who've mastered the art. Maybe it's at dawn, when you hear the Takkuri crowing, or at midday in the busy market streets, or at night, when the last rays of the sun slip below the horizon. Sometimes you'll see a tear gleaming on a flawless cheek, or a worried look in normally bright eyes, but blink and its gone: the mask has been re-adjusted, straightened, pulled back into place: the pain hidden behind a painted grin.
We forgot each other's true faces long ago.
Our innocence is but an illusion.
Our happiness, just another mask.
But when we're alone, that's when it slips most, and we cry into our knees in despair: for what the world is, and what it will be. For what we do, and how honesty has been lost in this city.
A land of liars, faking it all for the greater good.
But when morning comes, we dry our tears, sit up straight, and put our masks back on: hide the pain, and lock our feelings away; so we are able to face another day.
Face the day… with a smile on our faces, while our hearts bleed inside.
But what good would it do to let someone see that anyway?
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Make what you want of it, I hope it makes you stop and think for a minute at the very least. Takkuri crowing is actually a metaphor for the greedy world we live in, for the people who are always shouting for more (if you didn't get that). Also, I'm close to the end of MM, and so there were a few answers to the moon children's deep questions in here. And I'm not sure whether the last line is supposed to be darkly sarcastic or not *laughs*
Review if you feel like it, I like to know people's responses to my writing~