Uncover

This mask I wear everyday,

It is only a disgrace.

Covering who I really am,

But showing what I want people to see.

This mask is the perfectionist in me.

I dream of me and my mask,

Dancing and showing off in the crowds.

But, under my spirit is crying aloud.

This mask I used to wear everyday,

Has disappeared in Jesus Name.

Because I am made in his image

And there is nothing for me to hide.

Inside may still need a little work,

As the days go by and by.

But his light still shines.