Return to I'd dance forever if they'd let me, you know (poetry)

We seek the shadowy places,
dancing in the dark,
pretending it's enough to make us anonymous.

We're suddenly brave
wearing our insubstantial masks.
Pretending you can’t recognize us
and only hearing music when you open your mouth.

Losing ourselves,
escaping,
running away by standing still.

Are we wearing a mask indeed,
or taking them off instead?

Existing:


Non-Existing: