I am lying here with tears running down my face, contemplating which of the masks to wear. Whenever I decided to shut my door and be with myself, I still wasn't encountering the real me. I still wore a mask that I had believed was me. Oh, I became the mask that was only meant for the world to see.

Maybe I wanted to be her, the girl whose mask I wore. Maybe I envied her smile and wanted to become her, maybe I liked how she didn't care about what people thought of her. I loved how she walked like there was no war inside of her and faced life and its challenges with the greatest ease.

I am lying here today, with no mask. I am here today starring at the masks everyone has mistaken to be me, the masks that everyone confuses to be me or maybe it was how I presented them to the world, disguising them as me. The truth is I am only starting to learn about the girl beneath the mask. The world will have to wait a little longer, the world will have to bear with the masks, the world will have to wait until I know her before they could ever know her.

But I can say this, she is like a puzzle. All you see is different pieces that are difficult to understand but if you take time to sit, focus and look thoroughly at her edges, you will see her. You will finally put a picture of her together. You will see that all the pieces that you know her as, are all part of her.