In Search Of I

I lost myself in the crowd of tears,

The vision of society devoured me.

I cannot find my little lamb,

She left me with my puppy.

I wear many masks.

I cannot touch my skin.

It becomes rough, It often bleeds.

On one fine morning, I attempted to put on the first mask,

The mirror laughed at me.

I met a girl,

She was naked, but not destroyed.

I was afraid.

"Excuse me, please were something

The society will tear you up"

She gave a smile.

Was it a smile or her....?

She told me, "Rhe girls who cover herself even in 

Scorching summer can not be safe.

So, what is the problem of being naked?"

A sound snatched my attention.

Might be someone was coming.

I forced her to wear the mask.

Where is she?

"Hello...,listen.., helloooo.........

Where are you....?