Ever talk about the old days? Or back in the day?
Were they good times for you? I bet a lot of people would say so.
Me, not so much.
I remember the mask though. The constant hiding behind it. Pain itself is a mask. It comes with the kit.
"Step right up folks! Heres your pain, suffering, paranoia and inadequacies! Comes with a built-in consealer! A mask so effective, it will have you believe you are on top of the world as you die inside!"
I think about the old days a lot. The highs i got from my behaviour. I often revisit those days and sometimes put the mask back on. But, then i realize i havent put it on. It was there all along.
The old days are back.
The old days are here.
The old days are now.
Because they were never gone!