People think because I wear this mask of mine, that I get shocked easily.
That is not the case. Peel away the mask, and peer inside. Stay a while… and let me show you why.
The strange, the different, the outsider. The observer, careful onlooker. Folly is my heart, weakness to the fire of intimacy. Open to the different, the unique. Macabre doesn’t scare me. I find it really neat.
Don’t be afraid to show me, that which is within you. You might be pleasantly surprised when I look within you, and smile. What is behind that smile? Just stay a while, and see.