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BEDA 2013.1 #12: The Masks We Wear


She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by –
And never knew.

Shel Silverstein


Max forwarded this poem to me while he was searching for masks. I thought I’d do a quick analysis on it.

The masks we wear are very much like the walls we build around ourselves – some are impregnable barriers, only accessed through a key which we ourselves give. Some are paper thin, torn open with a mere run through with our fingers. Regardless, they are still there, put on (consciously or otherwise) as we face the world.

It’s not to say humans have something to hide. However, as the poem does bring up, sometimes we are so worried about how people view us we miss out on many things – who they really are, what we really want, who we are.

Do you really want what you say you want? Or is it just something you think you want, distracted by today’s distractions, the need for image and identity, and the masks people put on?

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