The Mask.

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Fancy clothes and so styled hair.

To project a perfect image in air.

As to be seen as perfect shown to all.

The best one ever. Everyone wants to call.

With a fancy car. Every way so clean.

Enlarge your persona and make it sheen.

As you walk. The ego gets a lift.

Your presence is through a perfect gift.

A house so fancy. Perfect in all ways.

Many rooms to create a stylish maze.

Great places you traveled and places you’ve been.

Met famous people. Say they are just as kin.

And the private jet your good friend let you ride.

Tell everyone about great things with such pride.

When paying with cash, unfold hundreds to get to twenty.

Flashing to everyone that you have great sums of money.

When you get home and lay into your bed.

All that flashy bragging is so surely dead.

Now with no one to see in light you bask.

Inside you can see this is so much a mask.

How many drinks to make you encouraged.

Give your family reasons to be discouraged.

Others can’t see your ugliness that you hide.

Yell at your wife with arrogant pride.

Cheat your clients so, without them knowing.

Harvesting blood money is where you are going.

Pay your employees as little as you can.

Telling them forcefully, I am the man.

Vengeance is strong against those who error.

Happily give them and their families terror.

Don’t care if in pain they buckle at knee.

Joyfully in spirit. It fills you with glee.

Go to sleep with selfish thoughts.

Wonder why your mind is in knots.

You wake up in morning. Make ready for the days task.

Make yourself perfect. And don’t forget the Mask.

Kasey Dann.