I wanted to be heroic. At least I wanted to believe I was. To be honest, I’ve always been good at pretending. Pretending not lying. I spent the first 13 years of my life pretending I was someone else and that I wasn’t in the situation I was in. I pretended I had a nice house, money, food. How I longed for anyone else’s life. Anyone’s, as long i was out of that dreadful place. But I got what I wanted didn’t I? For some reason I feel like that’s all going to change soon. Starting tomorrow…
Change it how you want I guess this is just the start
The speaker opens the poem with the declaration that we wear masks that hide our true feelings. He goes on to emphasize the severity of the pain and suffering that these masks try to cover up ;by the end we understand that all of the politeness and subdued emotions are just phony disguises of the painful truths that hide behind them. And those masks certainly aren't doing anyone any favors.
Answer:
Believable means able to be believed or credible.
Romeo is in love with Rosaline, who does not return his love.
