Is This You? Poem by Mathew Sutter

You hide behind a decorated mask,
Covered with gems and gold.
It's so beautifully decorated,
It's hard to stop staring at it.
I ask for you to take it off,
But you say no.
I don't understand why,
But then I relieze something.
This mask so beautifully decorated,
Is only the years of pilled up lies and decet that you have created.
Now,
You have a mask,
And I rip it off your head.
And I stare at you face,
Is this really you?