Masquerade

Look at me.
What do you see?

 

A quiet girl
shy
soft-spoken?

 

Easily influenced
easily
broken?

 

A silent observer
speaking not
one sound?

 

Murmuring, stammering
eyes glued
to the ground?

 

Fearing your judgment
hiding from
sight

 

I turn my back
I dim the

light

 

Who am I
behind the
screen?


A stranger
you have never
seen

 

Hidden by a
virtual
shield

 

Behind the screen
I am
concealed

 

I can’t see you
you can’t see
me

 

From my silence
I am
free

 

Online I build
my
legacy


Online I’m
a
Calamity

 

I leave my
quietness
behind

 

Unafraid to
speak
my mind

 

Filled with ideas
brazen
bold

 

Bursting with stories
I want
told

 

Offline, though
ends this
charade

 

This is all
a
masquerade.






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