A Mask of 100 Faces

There is a mask

That we all wear

It is no task

Burdens you bare

When you hide your self

You switch your face

Fit in you must

You find your place

For love you lust

I am not like you

The mask you see

I do not don

Molded to me

It's stuck upon

One Hundred Faces

I cycle through

Not in control

Not knowing who

My face they stole

You would never know

I switch and change

Forgetting names

Now acting strange

Avoiding frames

I'm no longer me

Who is that girl?

She is not me

Hair with a curl

This can not be

I have D.I.D