A reconciliation
Between who I am
And who you say
I am
A middle ground
To keep me sound
The pull of expectation
And reality
My reality is mine
But I’ve wasted all this time
Trying to be someone else
For someone else
This mask is tearing holes into my cheek
Remove it and you’ll all see just how
Meek I really am
But maybe if I am
I can overcome it when it’s shone
Reflection turns the Gorgon into stone
A Life in Poems 