Why is it so hard
for me to break free
of all these chains and burdens
surrounding me?
Everyone says 'just be yourself'
but it's not all that easy.
I want to blend in,
I try so hard to please.
I have a million masks
to choose from everyday
they're to protect myself,
but they only cause pain.
I realize I need to stop
hiding myself away,
but it's not all that easy
to give my mask away.
They've become a part of me,
something reliable and without change,
they're deep inside-
one thing thats not strange.
In a world of lies and unaccountability,
it's one of the few things
on which I can depend,
for my mask, never really leaves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem