Mask

Or a jangled mess

Thoughts racing

Inside my head

Juggling stress

Wondering at times

If my face betrays

Do my eyes

Give my true

Feelings away

Are they revealing

A vision of strength

Behind a closed door

Or the reality

Of a scared woman

Crouched like a child

In a corner

Of the floor

Each day trying

To realize dreams

Practically impossible

To keep pace

Conforming, adapting

To join the human race

With rules so difficult

To comprehend

A desperate attempt

Not to give up

In the end

If you happen

To pass me by

On a crowded street

And peer into my eyes

And think that you’ve

Seen the real me

Then you undoubtedly know

That I’m desperately

Trying again today

To prove to the world

That I’m doing okay