The unmasked face

With each sun rise my search begins again. As they flock me, I look for a different face amongst the multitude. Occasionally I catch a glimpse while I notice something unique and distinctive and a ray of hope and elation surge in me. But on a closer look I find it is no different. I argue with myself ostensibly trying to prove myself wrong but the truth prevails and the mask becomes even more visible clinging to the face relentlessly. It gets darker with the diminishing daylight and the mask gets horrible as the night takes over.

But I am not the one to lose hope ………My search goes on until I find that ……….unmasked face.