There was a time, I think

There was a time, I think

Long, long ago

When I was really me

Not now


Now I am hidden

Under masks of people I once wanted to be

Not now

Now I resent those masks

Each layer

Something else that shelters me

From what I could be

Should be

I want to be that child again


Not a care in the world

I want to know

That I can go out in the world

Bare and naked

Only my soul

Visible to the watchers

I want to know that soul is good enough

That those watchers will not turn away in disgust

That is, I think

The reason I built those masks

I was afraid

I still am

But now I am brave

I would face the fear

But the masks will not come off

Not fully

Not now