Poets & Poetry

Mask

When the curtain falls,
And the show’s all done…
I take off my mask
And become a “no one”.

When the audience is gone
My pretense goes away
And from the one who’s outspoken
I become the one who’s got nothing to say

When I finally try
To be the true “me”
The stage is all deserted
And there is no one left to see…