Masks

It is a mask

What am I hiding,

You ask,

And to be honest

No better question

Has been formulated

Seeing as such

Life has me situated

Stuck between

Where I am coming from

And where I want to go

And those

Who are in the know

See me as that

Small, silly child

Stuck in a play-pretend hat

And I

Want to be in vogue

I want to break rules

And maybe

Go rogue

And be taken seriously

For once

I don't want to be

The dunce

So, to take a stand

I wear this mask

And what is it

You persistently ask

This mask

Is me

Everything you never wanted me to be

But everything

I was ever meant to be.