Written By T’challa
What percentage of us are truly happy?
Navigating life with our breaths held in
Waking up each day not knowing what life is gonna throw at us
I turn my cup of optimism upside down, give it two hits on the bottom, I’m all out.
I look to my left and to my right
You all sell it so well, that image of holding it all together.
Moving round with your perfectly crafted masks of joy
A lover demands to be loved
Family looks up for support
Career demanding you give your best
This mind always drifting
Pulling us away from reality
Into that fantasy for split seconds
A place we go to write poems
Listen and enjoy to our favorite songs
Those split seconds help us feel
Why can’t we shout for help?
Why don’t we cry out to heaven?
Some try but it’s muffled
Muffled by these masks of peace
Muffling out the chaos underneath
Chaos I know is the only constant between me and you.
So I give you the nod
A nod of encouragement
A sign that you’re not alone
Just one of the billions in mask
Hiding the fact that we’re all drowning.