Another poem with more slashed o's.

Yøu've seen me.

I've seen yøu.

Thrøugh all the façades.

Dug thrøugh the layers øf masks we bøth wear tø hide øurselves.

Tø cøver høw vulnerable we really are.

Maybe I'm nøt finished yet.

There are still masks I have yet tø see.

There are a few øf my masks yøu haven't seen yet tøø.

But that's alright.

We have plenty øf time.

Yøur cøuntless masks became a part øf yøu.

Bøth the literal masks and the figurative ønes.

The smurf mask.

The murderøus cøw mask.

The lønely rebel mask.

The quiet schemer mask.

All yøur life yøu've been løøking før a friend tø get thrøugh the masks.

Tø understand them.

Maybe that friend is me.

I've accepted yøur masks.

And I høpe yøu've accepted mine tøø.

Thank you for reading my poem, if you liked it please try to vote and comment to tell me what you think. I value every single piece of feedback you guys give me.

- Mistry <3