I don’t want to be myself
Sometimes,When others can’t see
The truth portrayed
And followed after,
Denying all
Beside it looming tall.
I can’t bear to be myself
Sometimes,When isolation
Pulling me sideways
Into its black hole,
Denies the light
Outside it taking flight.
I can’t help but be myself
Sometimes,When everything fits
The image unreal -
Yet we stop looking,
Perception trapped
Inside the mirror’s half.
I won’t try to be myself
Sometimes,Because of the lies
That we believe
Before we know it,
Fair or unfair,
Hence the labels to wear.
I won’t show to you myself
Sometimes,When nothing changes
In dreams transparent,
Meant not to come true
In ideal form,
Thus the mask is worn.
