It is a mask of my own making

A disguise of my own design. 

It is a mask I chose to wear

To cloak my despair.

I loved my mask. 

It was a part of me. 

Then came the day

I tried to remove it.

And without it 

The world knew me no longer.

The world refused to accept me

Without the mask I had created.

And now I am trapped

In this mask of my own making

Never again

To show my true face.