As thin as paper, as delicate as clay, it is what keeps the world away from me, each and every day. I find myself sunken in the abyss, friend or foe, it is you who I miss. I had no one but you but even that was a lie, now I have no idea what to do but cry. I have one friend who protects me from you, but even he was taken away too. Now I know to never open up, no matter the task, for this is what protects me, my oh, so simple mask...
