Masks and wigs I have worn
Not one but many.
One for money, another for fame….
Then another for camouflage , and so on.
None knew my real self….
For I wear many masks
Was it for beauty or to hide?
No, it was for mere survival.
I had every thing that one could name,
And also a burdened soul.
Then I was removed from them all, exposing me…. I have nothing left, be it money or fame.
But I do have a lighter soul.