My Mask Poem by beautiful imperfection

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.