Perception
When there is no one to bear witness,
no one to cast judgement,
no one to grant approval.
When our masks are stripped bare
and the façades fade,
may we sit with ourselves,
and simply be.
May we ask ourselves,
Who am I?
When there is no one to bear witness,
no one to cast judgement,
no one to grant approval.
When our masks are stripped bare
and the façades fade,
may we sit with ourselves,
and simply be.
May we ask ourselves,
Who am I?