The face you now see
Is not really me
It’s a “MASK” I have found
When all I could do
Was stare at the ground
I put the “MASK” upon my face
In hopes it would replace
This pathetic insecure wimp
Who’s stuck in a dark place
My “MASK” I use to conceal
How inside I truly feel
As the true self that I see
Is unbearable to reveal
It helps me forget who I am
That gives me the power to be
The person who I’m not
But who I want everyone to see
Oh to be bold,
Confident and cool
Not have to feel useless
And perceive myself as a fool
To be able to shine
Through my dark inner core
To be free of my fear
And not feel embarrassed anymore
But until that day comes
And I see myself with love
I will wear this found “MASK”
As it fits me like a glove
- Author: notapoet ( Offline)
- Published: October 9th, 2016 12:31
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 30
Comments1
Showing the world the real you is difficult. I can relate. Thanks for,sharing.
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