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Hi there! An introvert by nature, I am the happiest when I am curled up on my couch with a cup of hot chocolate and a good book. Parties are not my thing at all, and sleep is everything. I also love to write and spend most of the time journaling to my heart’s content.
Sometimes we hide ourselves Maybe because we are afraid: Afraid to face consequences Afraid to be judge Afraid to be rejected And most of all Afraid to face the real us!
Life is a play. If you want a role in it, you should hide your true self somewhere safe. Make sure you’ll remember your hiding place. You won’t have the strength to perform everyday.
Life is a play. If you want a role in it then hide your true self somewhere safe. Make sure you’ll remember your hiding place. You won’t be able to perform everyday.
Each day he sat in front of the mirror, deciding which mask he needed. His blank expression was becoming more prevalent as the emptiness grew inside from denying his authentic self
The mirror tells me my truth, I have lived a lie all my youth, I now gathered all the courage, I know how to deal with rage, took off all the masks that I wore, feeling free from every pore…..
I had many faces, one for everyone, I lived a lie all my life, that’s how I dealt with strife, now I’m all alone, no one’s there to watch me moan, I feel blank, free to yank, all my faces, all the facades, I am me, after all those decades…
My hollow sense on a painted Face Masks & manoeuvres my mental state I exists as different beings in parts & phase As I am a circus with plethora of emotions Breathing in a staged shelf of a self Bricked together by blood, bones & flesh.
A daughter, a wife, a mother and a professional, All the spheres of my life have been incredible; So many masks I wear, but oh my dear mirror; Who lies beneath these masks, no one else but only you care…
Everyday, we cover our faces with masks and create a false identity to try and impress everyone around us, but when we look in the mirror, we see the lies, pain, and truth we try so desperately to hide from the world.
As we get ready to go on stage and perform for the world, we have to put our game face on. The question, however, is which face to wear? Why don’t we go as we are? Because it’s easier to pretend to be something you’re not than to be yourself.
The show must go on, like life every day should be live whatever emotions we carry. We always play the game of pretending We always want to have a carefree life But true feelings can’t deny how our eyes show. Masks are our option to hide every pain we were going through this so-called…”LIFE”
I have ONLY own one thing in this life, that is my Word.lf YOU don’t stand behind your words to others you have forfeited, Your Honesty and lntegerity.I wear no masks,l am either liked or disliked.
It’s sometimes hard to know who we are when the masks come off…it feels like we are staring at a blank face. This is the perfect time to rewrite and rewire our truth. We are in control now!
That is the problem with pretending for so many days, One day, you’ll sit in front of the mirror and gaze. And you won’t find yourself staring back at you. You’ll recognize facade and it’s hue; No longer the true you…
I am an actor, The whole world is not my stage, Just my little world is, At times I am the king, Some times the jester, A wise counsel may be, An evil maniac villain I hope not, Whatever be the role, I play the one I select, My little world is my stage, Yes, I am an actor.
Getting ready for the act, Selecting the mask, The one that I would use, For this scene of the play, The play called life, Where I survive, The every day grind, Putting on the mask, The one I select that day.
I know I am not the masks I wore. But, I don’t know recognize myself anymore. I guess pretending has it’s price. And as I look at myself now, I know it’s not wise. I guess the true face would always suffice…
At the end of the day, When it’s only you and your way, Not the masks you wore, Not the faces you faked, Can you bear to look at yourself Or would you fear how you have turned yourself?..
Sometimes we hide ourselves
Maybe because we are afraid:
Afraid to face consequences
Afraid to be judge
Afraid to be rejected
And most of all
Afraid to face the real us!
You can be whoever you want whenever you want..
Its me and only me who decides which face I put up today inspite the people and situations…. the responsibility lies with me and only me !!
Life is a play. If you want a role in it, you should hide your true self somewhere safe. Make sure you’ll remember your hiding place. You won’t have the strength to perform everyday.
I’m empowered to decide who I will be today.
Narcissist people mirror you and they wear multiple faces.
Life is a play. If you want a role in it then hide your true self somewhere safe. Make sure you’ll remember your hiding place. You won’t be able to perform everyday.
Mmmmm, today I’ll hide behind…
Lost identity
To smile or not to smile. that is the question!
So who am I gona b today
Must one face the day?
Menopause, when every mood of the emotional spectrum is experienced in every single day.
Of Facelessness, Phases, and Faces
Lost myself while trying to be someone else
Who is the real me?
Hmmmm, which mask will i wear today?
Who am I ?
Now what mood are we in today?
Virtue ha a veil,vice a mask!
Each day he sat in front of the mirror, deciding which mask he needed. His blank expression was becoming more prevalent as the emptiness grew inside from denying his authentic self
There is a story for every mask a man put on…
Do I pick one before or after I watch the news!!!!!
Show yourself
Who will I be today .
The soul has no face,
we have to see our reality,
some day or the other,
all our masks fall aside,
wheather we are Jackyl or Hyde…..
The mirror tells me my truth,
I have lived a lie all my youth,
I now gathered all the courage,
I know how to deal with rage,
took off all the masks that I wore,
feeling free from every pore…..
I had many faces,
one for everyone,
I lived a lie all my life,
that’s how I dealt with strife,
now I’m all alone,
no one’s there
to watch me moan,
I feel blank, free to yank,
all my faces, all the facades,
I am me, after all those decades…
“I did it. I survived the day.”
In a world without feeling,
it’s difficult for healing.
Expressions disappeared,
forgotten and feared.
Which one to use today,
what character to play.
When you wear so many different masks, it’s hard to see who you really are.
What to wear, what to wear?!
Every Dusk I get real to perform fake on every dawn!!
Our emotion definies us choose them wisely.
Masking myself
As I sit here, overwhelmed and feeling like “oh, what a task”!
Who to decieve today, whom should I cheat, and put on which mask!
Face off.
“All the world’s a stage (Shakespeare)”….and it requires some props to pull it off every day.
My hollow sense on a painted Face
Masks & manoeuvres my mental state
I exists as different beings in parts & phase
As I am a circus with plethora of emotions
Breathing in a staged shelf of a self
Bricked together by blood, bones & flesh.
A daughter, a wife, a mother and a professional,
All the spheres of my life have been incredible;
So many masks I wear, but oh my dear mirror;
Who lies beneath these masks, no one else but only you care…
So many masks, so many characters to play..to fit…to please….but where is the real me?
Mirror mirror on the wall,
In front of you all the masks fall;
You make me meet the real me,
What no one cant, only you can see…
When an act is all we share,
We will never know what face to wear.
Many are the faces we must put on, when dealing with thee uncertainties of each day.
Every day we have a choice; it is completely up to each individual to choose how they’ll live the day they are given
When even a mask doesn’t hide the pain in my blank stare.
How can i not be myself today?
What face to wear to deal with life’s comedy and tragedy ?
Everyday, we cover our faces with masks and create a false identity to try and impress everyone around us, but when we look in the mirror, we see the lies, pain, and truth we try so desperately to hide from the world.
Another day, another play. What mask should I give the people today?
When you are introspects about your life or yourself…..surprisingly you can’t recognize yourself…..
No one knows who I really am. They know only what I choose to show them.
Outer me vs inner me
Who am I today? Whoever I want to be ❤️
As we get ready to go on stage and perform for the world, we have to put our game face on. The question, however, is which face to wear? Why don’t we go as we are? Because it’s easier to pretend to be something you’re not than to be yourself.
start, with the man, in the mirror…
World, a masqueraider’s stage.
Facing reality
The show must go on, like life every day should be live whatever emotions we carry.
We always play the game of pretending
We always want to have a carefree life
But true feelings can’t deny how our eyes show.
Masks are our option to hide every pain we were going through this so-called…”LIFE”
Trump (behind the scenes) lol
Lost in Translation
While wearing all these masks all the time just to impress the world. Today, I have lost my own real face!
You have many roles – choose wisely
I have ONLY own one thing in this life, that is my Word.lf YOU don’t stand behind your words to others you have forfeited, Your Honesty and lntegerity.I wear no masks,l am either liked or disliked.
Anxiety at its best, what mood today?
“I have multiple shades in public but when in private, I am blank with no feeling inside”
“Who do I have to be today?”
One day i will show the real me. Or When will I show the true me.
When you wear different faces, there will come a time that even if you see yourself in the mirror, you will be confused on know who you really are.
Who or what is acceptable to the world today?
Putting on my game face is a daily struggle.
He took a mask from the ancient gallery,
And he walked on down the hall…
Jim Morrison – The Doors
A face for each season…
When an act is all you ever share,
You will never know what face to wear.
Face less.
One looses their true identity when they feel compelled to wear masks to fit in.
How can I be someone to others but no one to myself …
Who shall I be today?
when your stuck in one body that defines with many souls..
https://themindsjournal.com/who-you-are/
1 face bearing multiple masks ..
Who knows what today will bring.
Find comfort in you !
Don’t loose your inner peace trying to be someone else..
Find peace in you
Unmask yourself from being fake
Embrace you, Be real!
It’s sometimes hard to know who we are when the masks come off…it feels like we are staring at a blank face. This is the perfect time to rewrite and rewire our truth. We are in control now!
Everyone sees and believes the masks I wear. No one sees the real me; not even me!?.
Sometime life very difficult to choose real face
People who judge others dont loli st themselves.
Someday I’ll throw them all away.
Who am I? Who will I be today? How do I want the world to see me? So many masks to choose from.
Only you can choose how to face the world today.
“Who shall I be today”
People think i am two faced when i have many faces. I just dont know which one is really mine.
The masks we wear are all for show.
Who you will be today is for you to decide.make the decision to be happy
Social Network Dressing Room
That is the problem with pretending for so many days,
One day, you’ll sit in front of the mirror and gaze.
And you won’t find yourself staring back at you.
You’ll recognize facade and it’s hue;
No longer the true you…
Truth at last revealed.
Endless possibilities!
Being true to myself, and fear of rejection is hidden by the masks I’m compelled to wear.
Tap the Real beauty hidden behind those masks..Once you find that, you start to shed these masks
what face should I put on today
Who shall I be today..As I gaze upon my reflection I’ve decided to just be me.
Who do I want to be today?
There’s nothing worse than looking at yourself at the end of the day and not recognizing yourself…
Life is so much easier without a mask
I am an actor,
The whole world is not my stage,
Just my little world is,
At times I am the king,
Some times the jester,
A wise counsel may be,
An evil maniac villain I hope not,
Whatever be the role,
I play the one I select,
My little world is my stage,
Yes, I am an actor.
Getting ready for the act,
Selecting the mask,
The one that I would use,
For this scene of the play,
The play called life,
Where I survive,
The every day grind,
Putting on the mask,
The one I select that day.
When your soul is weary yet you still need to carry on , one must decide to pick and choose the face to wear appropriate for the occasion .
Its about how you see yourself at the end of the day…
To see a World as everything & adapt, Is to simply feel for nothing outside of this World.. & eventually loose the inner of everything.
Who am I today?
I know I am not the masks I wore.
But, I don’t know recognize myself anymore.
I guess pretending has it’s price.
And as I look at myself now, I know it’s not wise.
I guess the true face would always suffice…
“Mask Me Not”
When you pull off faces, each different than the day before,
You will lose yourself and you won’t recognize yourself anymore…
“Face the Truth”
At the end of the day,
When it’s only you and your way,
Not the masks you wore,
Not the faces you faked,
Can you bear to look at yourself
Or would you fear how you have turned yourself?..
“The great pretender”
When the mask comes off, you still have to live with the person you are.
As I sit alone at the end of the day,
Shedding away the masks I wore,
I find myself staring at the mirror,
I don’t know who I am anymore…