My Mask

When,
I look into the mirror,
My face is covered,
With an invisible mask,
Visible to those who take the courage,
To peer underneath.

A mask,full of bravery,
The lively man I am,
But they don’t understand,
When the mask is taken off,
Almost in a way,
Is my identity.

Have to stay together,
Cant face breaking down,
Pressure on me,
Constantly holding me down,
To realise my potential,
To be where I am today,
Is where I am,

And I know,
You will be proud,
Wherever you are.
I hope I made you happy,
And that one day,
You will take off my mask.