{"id":5669,"date":"2019-03-27T16:25:36","date_gmt":"2019-03-27T21:25:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=5669"},"modified":"2019-03-27T16:25:36","modified_gmt":"2019-03-27T21:25:36","slug":"the-mask","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2019\/03\/27\/the-mask\/","title":{"rendered":"The Mask"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Mask<\/span><\/p>\n

Jack\u2019s mask is a shroud of mystery<\/span>
\nHe comes off as a dark, brooding menace; <\/span>
\na role he plays well<\/span>
\nHe acts as if he\u2019s ready to fight anyone<\/span><\/p>\n

No one knows what lies under his mask<\/span>
\nThey\u2019re too scared to get close<\/span>
\n\u2018Will he hurt me if I say the wrong thing?\u2019<\/span>
\nIs a collective thought among our peers<\/span><\/p>\n

They don\u2019t know what\u2019s under his mask,<\/span>
\nBut I do.<\/span><\/p>\n

Under Jack\u2019s mask is a sensitive, caring boy<\/span>
\nHe means no harm to anyone<\/span>
\nHe only wants a friend, someone to talk to<\/span>
\nBut his mask doesn\u2019t allow that<\/span><\/p>\n

His mask is made of thorns, sharp and ready to cut<\/span>
\nWhile Jack is made of bright, blooming roses<\/span><\/p>\n

His mask hides his true self<\/span>
\nHis happy, gentle side is being consumed<\/span>
\nConsumed by his mask<\/span>
\nJack is losing himself, and I can see it<\/span><\/p>\n

He\u2019s hardly ever himself, even around me<\/span><\/p>\n

I wish that I could destroy that mask of his<\/span><\/p>\n

Because at this point, who is he really?<\/span>
\nHis mask or my Jack?<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The Mask Jack\u2019s mask is a shroud of mystery He comes off as a dark, brooding menace; a role he plays well He acts as if he\u2019s ready to fight anyone No one knows what lies under his mask They\u2019re too scared to get close \u2018Will he hurt me if I say the wrong thing?\u2019 … Continue reading “The Mask”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":34,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5669"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/34"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5669"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5669\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5682,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5669\/revisions\/5682"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5669"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5669"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5669"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}