She wears a mask of ease and tranquility
to cover her suffering and pain
She dons her mask of courage
to hide her failures and fears
She puts on her mask of confidence
to cloak her shame
Though reluctantly she keeps her mask on
and disguises to show an illusion of fulfillment, happiness,  and success
Day in, day out she slips on a mask
and cloaks herself in disguises
Her bright and colorful mask is a reminder
of her need for the approval of others
Yet her glowing fancy cloak pulls her away
to her true self and hides her real heart and identity
But one day she finally paused,
she closed her eyes and then she realized
Pretending to be someone she isn’t other than herself does not make her worthy and happy
Her understanding of herself and her flaws matters
Her deepest desires and passion to accept herself blossom
She begins to release herself from the layers of life’s loathing and hypocrisy
Throwing away her mask
Imperfect and flawed, she embraces herself happily