Mask

Every morning wanting to free

From the masks put on to hide the real me.

Suffocating in a sea

Of thoughts others wish of me,

Poison lungs to a degree

Where masks provide solace.

So many to choose, hundreds to see.

How about the usual fake smile of glee?

Bending light to hide the shadow

Behind a safe translucent glow.

To make sure as not to show

The truth hidden beneath.

These masks deceive, and trick and bend

The truth, so I may make a friend.

Making friends with masks is no surprise.

But to keep a friend is why I keep using lies.