Gymnopedie No. 1

I don't quite know

If the masks I wear

Fit Me.

I'm not sure if the

Smiles that I wear

Look like Me.

On the inside it feels like

I just can't breathe.

I shut Me away from the people

Who see Me.

I try

Hiding away from myself

But end up not really

Being...

Now it's time

To figure out just

Who I am.

Is it too late

For Me to appear

Strong and real?

Scared of not knowing

What paths I should take here;

The path I desire

has risks that I cannot bear

To lose

My grip on reality is fading

Why can't I be

Free?