I'm sorry, Opuss, I left you, I didn't know what I should do, So much school work, Too much homework, No time left, for an Opuss or two. But now I'm back, it's true Now that I'm back to you, I will write when I can, 'cause you know I'm a fan, Of this wonderful literature zoo.
The Mask Walk around with your mask on, Your fake, shiny mask, Contorted, twisted, plastic, Permanently happy, No-one sees past it, It looks just like you, How do you really feel? Doesn't matter: the mask covers it, Who are you really? You can't tell any more... #AprilWords #Mask