Mask..!!

Stay open to feedback..! Today I had no idea that I was about to write this. I have always been a night owl and especially in my lockdown diaries, I am rarely asleep.

Last night, I was scrolling down the Instagram feeds and was fed up with giving heart to some stupid memes. Then my eyes were caught by a beautiful song, which was posted by a girl, my ex-schoolmate. I found her song very beautiful and interesting. So I pinged her asking if she could tell me more about her song or the reason behind her song. After some time my cell phone beeped and it displayed a message;

Yeah sure, man!

I would love to...

Art helps an artist to remove that mask in other words art helps them to find themselves as a person and remain true to their feelings.

Since my childhood, I have always wanted to be that happy child who everyone liked so, I wore that happiness mask.

Yeah! Once even I wore a mask.

My mask was always there to hide, who I was on the inside from others. I could never really express sadness or anger because of which I was always trapped inside myself. I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety when I was 12. So, it was tough.

When I was a child I was very shy. I never talked much. The first thing which somewhere really affected me was the sudden absence of my grandmother. I lost my grandma whom I was very close to. Then, with time as I grew up, I was bullied throughout my junior school life and it started to affect my self-esteem completely. And at a certain point in my life, I just stopped believing in myself. I could not talk to anyone; I could not express my emotions.

But these strong emotions, I could only express through art. Through writing and poetry and music, that’s when I remove my mask completely. Through art, I found myself as a person because whenever I wrote or composed a tune, I got close to knowing myself.

I didn’t want people to see the dark side of me and I started to keep a happy face or should I say I started wearing a mask of a happy face. It killed me, and art was the only thing I could open up to even at that time.

And gradually, I overcame all this. I guess, it was a battle that I finally won and it did make me a strong person.

But do I have completely stopped wearing my mask..??

Because depression and anxiety never really go away. But now I know this for a fact that I can pick myself up.

And one such hard phase of my life made me write this song.

I could much relate to this girl because even my past with mental health issues made me a person, who I never wanted to be. Suffering from mental health issues is one of the most difficult things one could face.

Write, write, write..!

Listen, listen, listen..!

Don’t be a perfectionist..!

Once you learn to overcome your issues, you become unstoppable.