Playbill

My life is a masquerade ball before the guests arrive

I sit alone in my room planning for things that may never be

With my mask over who I really am or could become.

I cannot take the risk of what others might see in the mirror

If I pulled the armor down.

So up and on the coverage remains

Then an hour turns into two with no guests ringing in.

More time turning into history with nothing explored.


My life is a play with no intermission.

I portray a studied version of myself that better fits the playbill

I smile when I am sad

I shed a tear if somebody tells me something tragic

My life always must go on so I hide who I really am

Or could become.

Yet I still always get bad reviews.


My life could be my auto-biography

Nobody lies if you want to be under the "Non-Fiction" shelf

So maybe my next mask should be none and my next role

I'll audition to be me.

But just who is that?