Masks

Don’t be fool by me.

Don’t be fooled by the face I wear.

For I wear a mask, a thousand masks,

masks that I’m afraid to take off,

and none of them is me.

Pretending is an art that’s second nature to me,

but don’t be fooled.

For God’s sake don’t be fooled.

I give you the impression that I’m secure,

that confidence is my name and coolness is my gane,

that the water’s calm and I’m in command,

and that I need no one.

But don’t believe me.

My surface may seem smooth but my surface

is my mask, ever-varying and ever-concealing.

Beneath lies no complacence.

Beneath lies confusion and fear and aloneness.

But I hide this. I don’t want anybody to […]