Much more complex than would appear,
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yet hard to judge as you draw near.
How dare you seek, yet do not ask,
What do I hide beneath the mask?
What troubles lurk behind this smile?
Like soldiers marching single file,
please do not call them to attention.
A host too numerous to mention.
And so I live a double life,
the inside fear, the outside strife.
A mixture fills one single flask,
you cannot see beneath the mask.
I built this mask from guilt and pain,
to shield disgrace from your disdain.
Handcrafted, sewn with care and pride,
how could I cast my mask aside?
I bare my soul as my mask shifts.
The hand of God first tugs, then lifts,
then pulls the stopper from the cask,
as tears flow from beneath the mask.
So all this time I have pretended,
A fool to think I was defended.
I wore this mask and yet I knew,
Lord, I could never hide from You.
Now, Lord, I ask You face to face,
why did You die here, in my place?
Could it be true You took this task,
To save this soul beneath the mask?