The face behind every mask
Bears a different personality
The illusion that appears
The truth that kills
The Hero hides behind his mask
Hoping to deceive to please
The battle is never outside of him
But always inside his heart
Been a while since I posted anything.I have decided to become John.Lim Rui How is only a mask.Like I said before,I am never a single person.People might think I am mad.Maybe I am.The only way to know my true self is to know myself.Though the world is full of laughter and joy,I find it hard to share the same sentiments as them.I really am too different am I?Trying to blend in,but not with my real self.How many masks do I have?
Sadness?Joy?Anger?Darkness?Light?How many exactly?Others are themselves and they do not have to worry about 'dressing up' to hide.
I remember this quote : "The first wish was made,for an end to a bitter and corrupt world and for a purer one to take its place." Any idea what is means? Am I the disease that is corrupting everything?
I wish to be able to find myself,but in order to do that,I need help.Who is willing to help me?I know I am a lone wolf,but there are somethings that not even I can do alone.I bear the consequence of everything despite me not being the one who started it. Who exactly am I?I am starting to have doubts about myself.Will I ever have the will to start what I must do and to finish what I have started?