Kaleidoscope Personality
It stabs!
It stabs
Deep into me
Deeper still than any memory
Down it burrows
As if its goal
Could be found
But only within
What!?
What is this...
Dizzying
Perplexing
Consuming
Force
Drowning
In its thunderous command
Begging for its forgiveness
Ah yes,
So clear now
It could only be
The guilt I feel
When sorry is not enough
When sincerity is forsaken, mistaken
As what could only be a mask
But why?
Why must my sincerity
Fall in assumption
To the state
Of a mere mask
I wear masks, yes
As we all do
But they are merely
Masks of propriety
Professionalism
And necessity
However, before I progress
I must request
A moment of your pondering
For the following question:
Are these masks
Or propriety
Professionalism
And necessity
Even masks at all?
Perhaps I am all these things
And I call upon the facets
Of my kaleidoscope personality
When needed
But then one must ask:
At what moment
Do we capture the entirety of the kaleidoscope
In one moment?
Perhaps we don't
And perhaps
It's because of its beauty
Do not capture your beauty
Let it shine
Let it shine in all its ever-growing glory
Be the mask wearing,
Yet--no! AND genuine
Kaleidoscope
You've always been
And could always be
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