Plaster

I see you, staring so unforgivingly. The hate festers beneath the plaster you call your face. A mask for every occasion. One for me, one for her, one for him. It doesn't matter as long as you're shrouded in that purple haze. The maw opens wide, paranoid thoughts spilling out like bile. Do you truly think that lowly of me? The plaster can only hold for so long. I will know your true face, no matter how you try to hide I will see the maw open once more. The layers torn away, I see you, plaster fallen to time, you are no more.