Which would you choose?

Masks or walls?

A question I find myself asking more than I should.

But in all honesty I choose both, and that is why I am very misunderstood

I hid behind the smile that never reaches beyond my cheeks, eyes wide open but never seem to sparkle or dance in the moonlight.

I have build these walls around my heart because I no longer carry the will to fight.

People see someone young and inexperienced, and my masks make them beleave this.

Wearing them allows me to hide away for just a moment from my reality. and keeping my walls up keeps safe my mentality.