Don't see me.
Don't look deeper than the appearance I give,
for behind these many masks
is someone whom I, myself, don't even know.
You have created the person I am now.
I do not know if it is me
and I am too afraid to find out,
for if I show you who I really am you may not like what you see, therefore I won't like it either.
Forever shall I hide
behind this person that you want me to be.
A layer that is not quite who I really am,
and after your rejection I shall replace this mask
with another, to hide the disappointment.
Don't ask about me, there are too many different "me's" to know the answer.
Will I ever find someone who will not only have the patience to peel off every layer
to see what's underneath,
but who will also have the heart to love the person they find there?