The mask of somebody
A fanfic done by matn90
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that is not mine!
I walk out the living room and into my own
Once again I played the act.
Once again I had to fool them all.
Once again I put on the mask.
The mask of somebody…who puts on an act.
The others don't know the real me.
They think I am a fool whose ego is bigger then the country and is more selfish then a spoiled prince.
I am not that.
I put this act on to fool them all.
My name is Danger Duck.
And I am the greatest actor in the world.
The mask I place hides the face of the real Danger Duck.
The mask of somebody…who's soul cries ever day.
The mask of somebody…who's heart is filled with pain.
The mask of somebody…who's life was hell.
My mask hides what I was when I was a kid.
The kid of father who was drunk, abused, beaten, and raped you and your mother.
The kid of a mother who committed suicide in front of her own son.
The kid of parents who wished everyday you were never born and died on the spot..
My childhood was never of love or happiness, but sorrow and darkness.
After your father dies of overdrinking your just on your own.
You think the world is all nice and easy.
It's not.
The world has places where some children should never see in their lives.
The world has people who some children should never see in their lives.
The world has incidents that some children should never see in their lives.
Incidents like getting beaten up, starving, getting sick, raped, kicked, spit at, cut, abused, laughed at, and many other cruel things.
The only safe place you think of is an orphanage.
But even an orphanage isn't safe sometimes.
Not when the priest almost kills you with is hands for breaking the window.
Not when every kid throws stones at you for just asking to play.
Not when the home burns from a fire that almost kills you.
I was alone, hated, lost, and had gone through hell on earth.
I was living like this for 10 years.
I was somewhat dead.
Then the mask of somebody….who wishes to live, comes to play.
It hides the true self and gives a new person to play.
It gives you a home, a job, and it gives you hope.
It brings the good things in life that are great.
However, the mask of somebody….that lives in tears and blood, can never escape the pain.
Now I use the mask of somebody….who has a duty, on my friends.
They have no idea who I really am.
They have no idea the pain I have.
They have no idea of what I went through.
I know they care for me and I do the same.
But the mask of somebody….who lives in darkness, still sits on my face.
One day I will take of the mask.
One day they will now the real me.
One day I can finally share my pain.
One day….
The alert comes on.
A mission is here.
I am needed.
I put on the mask.
I go to my team.
I am Danger Duck.
I have a mask.
The mask of somebody…who puts on an act.
End of Fic
I just decided to do a one shot for the heck of it.
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