First things first. This is a generalized poem about putting up a front and hiding who you really are, doing things you dislike. This is basically about being a hypocrite.
Now, to avoid confusion I have added answers in bold in this qoute:
y00han wrote...
so positive aspects: i like how you explore the duality of social conformity
the constructive criticism: although this duality is explored, there are discrepancies in thought towards this duality:the voice complains about the negative aspects of conformity, while enjoying its positive aspects... at the end of the day that kind of thinking only makes the person a hypocrite: its basically like a slut saying sex is bad
We wear a mask to fool ourselves[we actually wear masks to fool others
We do things we dislike and use the positive reaction of other people to make ourselves believe that what we did was in fact the right thing to do, even if we disliked it and it goes against our beliefs]
Lies are all we tell[lies aren't all we tell--is this all a lie? i doubt it
Obviously we do tell things that are not lies, it is a metaphor for the behavioural pattern of society as in general. It is used to emphasize our current culture where our personal image is so important that we do not mind applying make up to the truth to make ourselves look better, again this is metaphorically speaking.]
We train to do it well[i dont think we train ourselves but more so its just reinforced in our daily interactions
In this case training is not meant as actually concious training, but more the subconcious effect of doing it all the time. Doing something a lot does train that skill, even if what we did was not meant as training in the first place.]
The bitter contemplation of peers[contemplation? don't you mean judgments? if no one says what they think then no one gets hurt at the end of the day
I do mean contemplation as in: the act of looking carefully at something, by applying bitter, it shows that it is noticable by the reciever of said look. People do not need to speak to hurt others, sometimes body language is enough, which is what this line is supposed to represent.]
Forces us to hide our fears [ourselves, not just fears
You can extrapolate ourselves from our fears if you really want to. Using the word fears implies that we want to hide our negative (as in viewed by society) traits, due to connotative associations the word fear provides.]
Lulled asleep by social comformity [how are we lulled asleep??? i thought u were talking about the self-destructiveness of social conformity
When finally people succumb to social conformity, they no longer see the problems with it, thus they are lulled asleep by it, metaphorically.]
We hide where one cannot see [whos one? and who's we?
One can be anyone, we can be anyone, but mostly refering to ourselves.]
In the darkness of our heart [our heart? so you're only saying this assuming that people will back you and understand
It is a metaphor, I know people think with their brains, but emotions are often associated with a person's heart. There might be a rare case where a person has never harboured any ill will at any point in their life, but as I said in the beginning, this is a generalisation.]
We slowly fall apart [says who? why we?
Why does it matter who said it? It is meant to showcase that nobody can stand lying to themselves all their lives. I use plural quite loosely in this poem to create an objective feeling, but also to emphasize the "multiple personalities" one can have, as in the one we really are and the one we show others.]
The mask is cracked [cracks
Why are you under assumption that the mask was ever in pristine condition? It is to be seen as an imperfection from the get-go. No matter how hard you try, you can never create the perfect "disguise" by lying.]
And now you're here [and now i'm here
Nope, you're here. It is the point of self-realization, the imperfect real you is addressing the perfect unreal you.]
Exposed, and filled with fear
Reality starts to bite
Losing your will to fight [the will
Again, the imperfect real you is addressing the pefect fake you and emphasizing the futility of trying to keep up appearences]
Lies created an empty shell [why is it empty, and how do lies create this state?
There is no substance in lies, they are imagination, thus what they create is without substance, empty. The shell is referencing the person they are creating.]
Hiding your personal hell [hiding your personal hell?????
You can lie to hide all your problems, it will not make them disappear. See hell in this case as all your problems.]
The mess you made is all your own
Abandoned, on the liar's throne
No one trusts a word you say
Averting gazes day by day
We wear a mask to fool ourselves [others]
But in the end
It creates our hell[your hell.. everyone isn't you.... in my life i've had worse rock bottoms
This was never about me, the term hell is used to symbolize an increadibly tough situation to get out of, if you have started to lie in the first place, coming clean is hard, and regaining trust afterwards is even harder.]
There are many layers in this poem and the full understanding of the poem might take a while to get. It is made to make the reader ponder over how we live our lives. Depending on your own view of life you will reach a different understanding of the poem. There is a reason for the choice of words, even if they might seem odd at first there is a deeper meaning to them.
I may or may not have succeeded, and I appreciate your criticism. I hope this cleared some things up. I tried to answer your criticism within the context of your question, but feel free to ask away if I did not fully satisfy your curiousity.