Out in plain sight, for the
Whole world to see
A person is hidden
Behind a mask – me
Lurking behind
My fine, decent smile
I wish these putrid thoughts
Would leave for a while
No one really knows
Or bothers to find
What is dancing about
In my miserable mind
To them I am just
A simple old friend
It will take a long while
For assumptions to mend
Nothing they think is true
How could it be?
That even my best friends
Don’t really know me?

back to the highway that never ends