A Mask Of Disguise (Remake) Poem by Compton Wright

The Mask of disguise that continues to wrap around my face like symbiotes covering my skin
Continuing to hide upon what's truly makes this poet mastermind genius, unique, and different
But instead becoming an illusionist projecting my imaginative images into people's eyes and minds
Keeping them on wild goose chases until leading into a dead end and letting them believe what
They were guide through and place into their thought process about me but few really escape
The false pathways given to them and always seek for more understanding of this one man…

While my family and my lover see the battle scars of keeping thousand masks over my beautiful face
People describe me as a mannequin waiting for its appearance to be shown to the next person to see
While friends swear they know me inside out but sheer lies clouds their thoughts now as I need to
Speak out, take charge and show my true colors to myself but yet I hate myself so much though
As when looked into the mirror I don't see what good people see in me I only see ugliness in my soul
Such filth and rot within this one mortal's existence called a soul but yet God continues to give me
His second chances upon redeeming myself but I continue to fail him but side with his opposite…
His arch rival that fogs the pathways of success and create illusions that lead to your numbness

Never comprehending why I continue to feed lies into people who to get to the real me…there is
Nothing to found but problems, trust issues, heartbreak and pain given thoughts locked away shut
I wish this mask will come off so I can see myself in the mirror for once as my life goes on…when I
Try to figure out who I truly am…I only see the images people shaped me to become for their own
Likings…I'm their mannequin puppet with a slight twist of a chameleon adapting into my situations
As I'm indifferent than anyone has ever laid eyes on as I love it when call me an oddball as at least
I have some bits and crumbs of a trail leading to my own identity but for now I'm known to you as
Whatever I told or what you like to be in your eyes…As never realizing that you're only making my
Mask even tighter around my face…slowly closing into the point that this mask will be my permanent
Face…