I have no idea who I am
Am I someone special?
What is behind my mask of pretense?
Can I step away from the fiction and see the reality
I always want to know my truth
Can I see through my mask to see the real me
My life, have it been a fiction or a reality?
I know that I cannot really write good poetry.
But I know that I need to find my soul
Where have my soul gone?
Is it hiding behind my mask?