Perspective of a Mask
I am needed. I am a feeling of safety for some But never wanted by others. I am helpful But hated by many.
I came with surprise to all. I was controversial at times. Many thought they didn’t need me Nor did they want me But for some reason, and somehow, I have the power to save those people.
People get mad at me. They rip me off, Stomp on me, Throw me, And tear me down.
But I am always here. I want to help. Those who love me, I love them. Those who hate me, I still love them. I am always here.
Anna Sarsfield ‘24
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