I walk through the crowds wearing a mask. This mask has many different colors, however each slash of color on this mask was painted on by me. I dance, I sing, and I chat all day wearing my mask. Many people have different feelings about me and my mask. Some say that I’m arrogant and foolish. These type of people look at my mask and think there is too much red paint on the mask. Others however say that I’m energetic and friendly. They think that my mask has an excellent color scheme.
Each day I come home and take off my mask. I look at it and all I can see is how flawed the mask is. I tried making a new mask, similar but better. I go out the next day however it seems like no one cares about my new mask. They have already cast their judgment on me and my old mask, and they have no desire to change their mind. And all I can do is continue to paint new masks.