Mask Poem by Tina Torun

Is it possible to see the real me?
Maybe it's possible but a difficult task
Behind these walls you cannot see
For I have many faces that wear a mask

Something that serves to conceal
A disguise to protect from danger
Changing the appearance of what's real
From those I know to a stranger

Small in size I feel
But my feelings are immense
Myself, I trying to heal
None of which makes sense

I cannot promise to let you in
For my masks are my weapon
It is I that I defend
Emotionally It is my protection