Who is the person behind the mask?

For the first time in my entire life I am wondering who I really am If I take off the mask that I hide behind . This post was going to be about gay marriage but as I was writing it i realized, Is this really all my life is. Writing storeys to get away from the world in which everything seems to go wrong and there is no happily ever after. Who am I really, If I could no longer write anymore, who would I be. In my head, as I write my storeys I am a Princess, a Dragon, and a Vampire... But when I put down the pencil who will I be.... When I finally take off the mast will I still look the same or will I not be able to comprehend who I have become??? I find my self confessing my life story to total strangers, when a friend is only a phone call away. But maybe that's why we do it, I mean blog, Because totally strangers cant judge you like your friends can, strangers cant sped rumors around the school about how weird you are.... But if your friends do that, Are they really your friends??? Can you define what a friend really is? or is it your idea of a friend?

Today I have left you with more questions than answers... I hope you too will learn to take off the mask.


Yours Truly,

Thorn of the Roses

http://though-my-eyez.blogspot.com/

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I’m totally agree with all you have said and I’m asking myself the same questions everyday.
But don’t forget that it’s YOU who is the center, the reason and the irreplaceable person of your parents’ life or even if not so (there are different situations and families in this world) just try to understand that nothing is without a sense: nothing appears just like that and nothing disappears without any reason for this ( You, Me and thousands of human beings)))….You are the only one like this…..with or without your pencil!!!
What about friends: it’s too difficult…but probably I’ll write smth. on this problem…soon…not now…it’s too early yet for me to make conclusions….
Thank you for your thoughts and guestions…)))))

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I think, that take off the mask is impossible, because, we´re always different people with different masks (in the home, at work, in the external world), but, we are essentially the same.
I believe, that the only time that we are "reals" is when we are alone, writing, meditating or digging inside ourselves.

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