A Photogenic Life by Low Kay Hwa
Why must I always wear different masks wherever I go?
I am so sick and tired of my life. Who can help me tear away these masks of mine that are lingering in my skin? Why must I play the role of a strong daughter in front of my parents, a smart student in front of my teachers and a contented girl in front of my classmates? Why must I keep on telling everyone around me that I am the best, by putting on the mulitple masks of disguise for different people?
This afternoon, I look into the mirror and realized that I could no longer recognize myself. My reflection was of a faceless girl, awaiting the next mask to be placed on.
Why are we always trying to pose for the best posture for the camera, when we know we can never change reality?