To thine own self be true
But what if it is hidden from you
Take a breath
Does not help
Focusing, centering,
Is just frustrating.
I've always asked
What am I to you
So I know what I am truly
Or what I never was
Truly confusing
In a world full of masks
Take off a mask, just to replace it with another
Another timeless keepsake
In a the timeline of lies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem