Masquerading Around In Red

Everyone has demons, but how much do we take off our red mask showing how they get the most of us? The mask may be imaginary, but it's a growing problem sitting in the pews at the church of "Can you help me please?" Yet most don't even know, or can't even admit it's needed. It's sad how we're so quick to criticize but can't admit our own imperfections or even begin to decipher our daily demons because we're so busy masquerading around in red. While we're ignoring our harsh realities, dancing our way through life, wounded on the inside and deteriorating underneath- what I fear most about this, happens to be how many of us live, unaware we're wearing a mask.