My green

I am different can’t you see.

I have no mouth so I can’t speak.

I can’t tell you how I feel or who I am

My green skin speaks for me

I wish I had a way to explain me

I am dangerous but no one see’s it.

Is it because the mask hide me from me

I am the mask, it has become me

I hide myself from the world

Not thinking twice about what it has done to me

I have become the mask without my realization

Why am I hiding myself?

Why do I choose to hide the things that make me unique?

I have green eyes but can you see

No you can’t see because I only let you see some of the perception of me!

My smile is my mask

Look at my face can you see me

I am very talented and I know

But can you tell with the few things that I show

I have a soft side and you can see it

But my green skin only lets you see parts of me

Green, peace, harmony, protection

Are these the words that describe me?

See I let you see what I want you to see because I have to protect some secrets about me.