A suit of armour that shines so bright,
A helmet to cover the eyes,
Hiding injuries of the previous fight,
We face a war everyday in our lives.
Some enraged, some desolate,
Some caged or maybe in another state,
Everyone had to deal with something great.
Mask is what comes with fate.
No not weakness but symbol of strength,
Knights have heart to go on to any length,
Mask doesn’t hide but helps to stand tall,
We can rise only after we had a fall.
Wear your wounds as medals of valor,
Put on a smile to tip the world off.
In hardship lies true glamour,
Tomorrow is another day, another stand-off.