If we spent our life concentrating on what everyone thought of us, would we forget who we are?

What if we no longer can tell the difference between what is real and what is not anymore?

What if the face we showed the world turned out to be a mask. A mask that we put on everyday so often that we became the mask? And beneath the mask there is nothing there?

We pressure each other to conform to some arbitrary man made standard. This is not who we are. We are not like this at all.

Why are we doing this to ourself? To what end?


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