Masquerade of Humility
The face you now see
Is not really me
It’s a “MASK” I have found
When all I could do
Was staring at the ground.
I put the “MASK” upon my face
In hopes it would replace
This pathetic insecure wimp
Who’s stuck in a dark place
My “MASK” I use to conceal
How inside I truly feel
As the true self that I see
Is unbearable to reveal.
It’s this “MASK” you now see
That helps me forget who I am
Gives me confidence and power
To be who I wish I could be
Oh to be bold, confident and cool
Not have to feel useless
And perceive myself as a fool
To be able to shine
Through my dark inner core
To be free of my fear
And not feel embarrassed anymore
But until that day comes
And I see myself with love
I will wear this found “MASK”
As it fits me like a glove
Copyright © Thomas King | Year Posted 2014
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