Let me introduce myself,
or perhaps not.
I am known to all
yet no one knows me,
life for me is a silent charade.
I hide my true identity
behind a happy facade,
all of you see,
yet none of you know.
I am in a way who you all think,
for that is who i wish to be.
For a time
I allow myself this small pleasure,
hiding myself away like a treasure.
There is one who sees who I am, and loves me for me.
Who looks past the costume and into my soul,
though i did not give permission,
i cannot stop the trespass.
