A Mask Worn On a Stage

All the world is a stage Shakespeare did not tell a lie I play a game that is life And mix and match for greater variety I am full of multiplicity An enigma I am even to me Some say I’m grumpy Others claim I am the Life of the party Some just see me and wonder Who might he be? I flitter around Landing only for a time A mask I wear that is not just for show In places and times When I am due I descent from the thin air To take Centre stage All around notice For I boom and dazzle And claim the king’s title I allow closeness With many conditions I open up only for a select few I may let my worlds merge But in the presence of a those I choose They may see a tempest raging within Or a part of me they never knew I hide in the open I feel almost like a fraud At times no one knows What I am thinking Or which side of the divide I’m on I generalize and offer no clear options I do add quotes if they are due I love to debate and Take the opposite view Just for balance Whether or not I believe what The others say is true I can be a cantankerous soul That and only that I know is true The angle of view of my world Is distorted No panoramic view can any one person have Some see my creativity Some see my philosophy To some I’m insolent and moody The real me dumfounds even me I don’t know who next I’ll be My stage is far and wide I have no rules to which I abide All I do is Strut Pose And confuse Those who seek and cannot find My inner soul So they can tell what is true