I wear a mask.
When I am with you, I wear a mask of comfort
to boost your spirits,
to ease your pain.
When I am with her, I wear a mask of scorn
to mock the weak,
to ridicule the poor.
When I am with him, I wear a mask of mirth
to play children's games,
to laugh in the sun.
When I am alone, I wear no mask at all.
I am no one.
I am nothing.
I wear a mask.
©Wondra Vanian 2012
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