My mask is made of mirrors,

My mask is what they see of me,

Their own misconceptions,

Ideas, experiences we've shared.

There are shattered reputations,

That cannot be repaired,

I strive to be a rebel,

But only sometimes have I dared.

The more I strive towards honesty,

The sooner I will have won,

It is a fractured personality,

No one wares just one.

Then one day the world will see,

The mirrors have melded together,

When the mirror is unbroken,

I hope it reflects me.