The Mask

December 1, 2015

I have a mask,

nobody truely sees

who I can really be.

I have a mask,

hides all my weaknesses

causing some challenges.

I have a mask,

nobody can remove

if they knew they'd disapprove.

I have a mask,

I must always wear

only because I cannot share.

I have a secret,

the mask is what helps conceal it.

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