23.07.2016, notebook

Is that how it is, then?
We parade this life,
pitchforks high, guarding all
that is too raw, too real to expose?
Or so we tell ourselves.
Or so the world decides to yell.
But what if you dropped your mask
What if you let love in.
Would you be afraid?
I would.
But I can’t live with sad eyes and happy smiles.
I want to be wild and free — join me?