The outsider?s view can be either the clearest,
or most clouded.
Knowing people who wear masks,
oft makes you wonder what?s behind them.

Why are they worn?
For what purpose?

Are they afraid to show themselves to me?
or am I just being stupid?

There are moments when I wonder if I truly know others,
even if I know myself.

Is it too hard to be the slightest bit trusting?
Too scary to let people see?

Why shun me, when I wish to help?
Why take the harder routes?
Why always have doubts?

If they wish for attention, or wish to be seen
why hide their true selves;
I know it?s not them I?m seeing.

Come out from there,
and don?t be afraid.
Take my hand,
don?t shy away.

I need you,
just as you need me.
We?re on equal ground