How is the time to be honest with myself and to be honest with pretty much the whole world. I put on this mask and I’ve been putting it on since as long as I can remember. The mask of 2020 has become a mask of spreading protection over to other peoples life. But in reality, we have all been wearing a mask prior to 2020. This mask it had defined as long before we fully acknowledge to leave truly were. I want to tell you that I am not a perfect person. I thought I was for the longest time. I had high hopes for humanity in itself. Honestly, people keep letting me down. I make a friend in at least every environment that I know. Some may say it is a survival tactic while others may say it’s just being friendly. Everything in this world is a perspective and the perspective is based off of past events each individual may have leading up to that moment of truth. That doesn’t mean that we are wrong seeing it through a different perspective though it also doesn’t mean that we are all right. Humanity concerns itself with being wrong or being right and everyone decides for themselves but it applies to their life. No this is not a poem but it is something that I feel needs to be said and has been needing that for sometime.I feel no need to proceed with this conversation because my statement is clear.
