My Mindmake Miserable Mask

Unconsciously, my hands craft a beautiful miserable mask.

  Fingertips slip a piece of art to cover a frail heart.

Its shadow encourages a masquerade to believe that a task

  Is beyond bearable because of the external parts.

Time goes by, blinds the significant ask

  That all sadnesses are real or gangs of guards.

To avoid the fear of going in the dark

  Or playing when life has all poor cards.

Consciously, my hands take out the miserable mask

  And start living with beauty of truth and brave heart.

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# A glimpse of Adler’s psychology concept from 嫌われる勇気