On Masks

Why? Do... do I need a reason?

Normally I begin something because there's an idea bouncing around in my head for a story or because I was thinking about some crap going on and a wonderful phrase popped into my mind and grew into a poem.

But when I write, I write for one of two reasons.

Firstly, I write because it helps me figure things out. It helps me plan my life or figure out what I want or why someone is acting a certain way or decide how I should react to something.

I also write chiefly because I can do things and have lives and express things that I can't do here. I can leave my life here and do so many things that are impossible where I am. I can express myself through someone else. I can make people understand things through print that I couldn't express any other way. I can make beautiful and terrible art, and no-one has to know it was me. I can be anyone I want to be.

And lastly, I write because I'm good at it, but I can be better. 

It's a competition and a release and an art form and a mask I can put on when I take off my own. It's beautiful.

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