I have kept up this charade for long enough,
And tired of pretending that I’m so tough.
My life is no longer easy everything takes strength,
And the will and power I no longer have.
I’ve grown weary of my surroundings,
They sift away what’s left.
When will I learn that a mask is just for cover,
Not who I really am,
Only for discovery.
For seeking what no one else can,
And discovering hidden truths that hide in darkness,
Not living in dreams and fantasies.
To remove this mask will leave me bare,
But it’s the story behind it I must share.
I’ve lived behind it for way to long,
So long I have no idea how to be strong.
Reality has never been near,
Nor has anything ever been clear.
I must remove this mask so that I can be,
The person that was always waiting to be free.
The Mask-A-Rade by Amber Johnson is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
