Mask by E.L.

The truth behind the mask is hurt. With every Joy is an equal amount of desire to destroy groups of minds, groups of bodies, the reduction of smiles, and the increase in mayhem, increase in violence, increased in intense beatings, either my own or others, because behind the mask is a desire for a judgement day, due to a severe self righteous concept that everyone else is just a enemy deserving nothing more than anguish, and fates fit for sinners. Sinners being everyone other than whom I chose because I know what's best, sudden death. The truth behind the happy little pushover is the continuous voices that has guided his talents and accomplishments for numerous years without acting on such desires of vengeful homicides only to satisfy the truth behind the daydream of demise and decay because all life is ungrateful and wasteful. No one cares about his pain. But the mask... The mask is his reality.