facade. I constantly feel as if a mask crawls unto my face as soon as i'm with anyone else other than myself. the thought of constantly not having to talk to anyone about anything seems as if was a tragedy in itself. well, there is one place where emotions of guilt, anger, sadness, joy, and sheer happiness can be released. In prayer to God, I feel as if the better side of me, if any side of me, is shown. which is utter irony because God already knows who I am, inside and out.