Mask
Everyone wears a mask sometimes
But mine has taken over
It used to be a coverup, to hide my feelings
But now it has become a coverup of me entirely
I am not too worried
I know I'm there somewhere
I may not know who to look for,
or what to find
So for now,
I'll let the mask hide me
At this point, it does not matter to me, if the mask hangs around
I will keep it up until I find who it is I am looking for
Although it may be hard to find me...
Because I have been gone so long
I will wait until that day
When the mask, always there to serve and protect,
Once again comes over my face
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