People don’t
know you
Do you
expect any more?
You aren’t
sure who you are
Can’t say
what you’re for
People don’t
know you
Can you
presume that they should?
You wear
different faces
Then say you’re
misunderstood
Masks. Arranged inside of your head
Chosen
at random. Hanging by a thread
Smiling and grinning, frowning or blue
Each day you decide which mask will be You
Each day you decide which mask will be You
People don’t
know you
Do you
bother or care?
You feign
passing interest
While holed
up in your lair
People don’t
know you
Should there
be any doubt?
You change
with the weather
On and off
like a spout
Masks. Arranged inside of your head
Chosen
at random. Hanging by a thread
Smiling and grinning, frowning or blue
Each day you decide which mask will be You
Each day you decide which mask will be You
People don’t
know you
And soon
they won’t try
You put up
your fence
And then
wonder why
People don’t
know you
It will
continue this way
You can’t
shut out the world
Then beg it
to stay
A terrific poem Karie. You've touched on a lot of interesting themes regarding identity. I love how you tell the reader that it is there choice therefore there responsibility for the outcome of their decision to hide or masquerade. Fantastic job Karie, thanks for sharing :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Ben :) You know that this is a very uplifting poem, for me. You're the best!
DeleteMasks, everywhere. It's hard to deal with it, on both sides. Great poem, Karie! :-D
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for taking the time to read and comment. I'm glad you enjoyed. :)
DeleteSo relevant! I think we all do this. Sometimes we call it wearing different hats. "Put on your manager hat." But you have it. The masks are so much more important.
ReplyDeleteVery true. We all do this to one degree or another. We have to be sure to try and remain true to ourselves and not lose sight of who we actually are. Thank you very much for reading and commenting! It's truly appreciated :)
DeleteYes, sometime it gets confusing having so many masks I forget myself who is under them all
ReplyDeleteRight there with you, my friend.
DeleteIt's hard for me to relate to this. People say "be yourself" well, who else would I be? I don't understand how to not be me. Of course I'm lucky because I'm wonderful and I would choose to be me if I had a choice.
ReplyDeleteGood attitude Timothy :)
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