My Poem by Amanda Eckols

my hat, my boots, my muscle, my clothes
some days you see it others you dont
my ribbon, my heels, my dress well you know
days are so crazy why be alone
a costume, a mask, a smile that never fade
it all part of some big elaborate charade
a school, a class, a chance to pass
hum doesnt make you want to laugh
a secret, a lie, a truth that has passed
its all the same, history, the past
a look, a glace, a question want to ask
what going on in the world of her
my act, my work, my play, my feelings
all mine even when nobodies home
dont be confused it all of it one
none of it can possibly be undone