Mask

You wear one. So do I. We all love masks, they hide us, protect us? Well, sort of, people see your mask, I want to see beneath it. What is really behind this mask? It it really the person I knew, or at least thought so?

This needs careful consideration, ya. I need...pliers of trust, a screwdriver of fate, and a drill of destiny, and you, whoever you are. I want to see your face, and I will seek it. Knock and it shall be answered. I do agree somehow.

And then, you'll have a time of your life. I'll nourish you with bountiful happiness, feed you with heaps of joy and what not. I don't know, but I feel like making some people feel happy, including myself.

Or, you could just take of that mask yourself and show yourself. Courageous one.
Run to the lord, not away. He will provide for you! The wonderful truth will be known to you too.

Hmph, I don't know what's going on. Just a thought that's quite hard to explain with mere words.