Inklings 2020

THE TRUE MASK Marco Zhao You do not know me. A mask separates me from the world. You do not know my true feelings, Although I act as you do. I am a master of disguise, Lord of trickery. I am a servant of darkness, Angel of light. They all joke, laugh, and cry, Yet I will accompany, love, and comfort. They never cared about how I felt, Yet all I ever asked for is to be myself. They forced me to have a mask, A mask that separates me and the world, A barrier I cannot break. And all I ever asked was to be myself. 48