We wear the mask.

I'm feeling very stuck up and "closed" to my surrounding now. There's a sense of sadness that filled my heart and i don't understand why. Things have been very bad to me and my life been to a stop for a very time. I felt that i, myself might not be able to take it anymore and 1 day i might drop from all my "acting" and turn back to who i really am.

Talking all these, bring me back to my conversation with my fellow friend back in the days. I remembered vividly that i said this, " I think that everyone is wearing a mask, to hide their feeling, their weakness, their reason from others. It's one of the only way to conceal themselves and hide their true self from others."
I remembered reading this poem somewhere in the past and went to "goggle" it and found it, it's something about mask as well.

We Wear the Mask

WE wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.

Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.

We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!