Mask Poem by Ibrar Siddiqi

I hide behind a sheild.
, protecting my soul.
Cannot tell the difference,
between love and hate.
My shield allows me confidence.
leave my self induced shell.
So that noone knows about my private hell.

Cannot dropp my guard.
Feel I cannot communicate.
So many lovers i could not let in.
My real veenr is verty thin.
Shy man of little worth.
Shy man of little to show.
Stanley Ipkiss is my hero.
Mask

I Siddiqi 24.06.09