Mask With Masks

You think you know me but you have no
clue,

I barely know me, but you think you do?

I change minute to minute, hour to
hour,

one second im sweet, the next im sour.

I go from happy to sad in the blink of
an eye,

outgoing you think, but truly shy.

I'm not sure if im coming or actually
going,

but whatever I feel, my emotions not
showing.

I wear masks on my face that constantly
change,

a walk in closet is where I have them
arranged.

although I carry them with me
everywhere I go,

ready to flaunt whichever one I show.

you could never guess how I feel
inside,

because behind my masks I will always
hide.

Never will you see my true face,

I hide it away, keep it erased.

Never lose a mask, the right one I will
always find,

how else can I make you so ignorant and
blind.

The grin on my face is actually a
forced smile,

this is my favorite of all the styles.

I don't want you to know that im broken
apart,

split in two is my mind soul and heart.

You would never know from reading this
book by the cover,

that I have lost my best friend, and my
one true lover.

So remember next time you pass me on
the street,

even though I seem like won, it was
really a defeat.