Masquerading Around In Red

Everyone has demons,
but how much do we take off our red mask
showing how they get the most of us?

The mask may be imaginary,
but it's a growing problem
sitting in the pews at the church of
"Can you help me please?"
Yet most don't even know,
or can't even admit it's needed.

It's sad how we're so quick to criticize
but can't admit our own imperfections
or even begin to decipher our daily demons
because we're so busy masquerading around in red.

While we're ignoring our harsh realities, dancing
our way through life, wounded
on the inside and deteriorating underneath-
what I fear most about this, happens
to be how many of us live, unaware
we're wearing a mask.