Who are you?

me? I am you without the mask.

   Why are you running away so soon?

I know what you are going to ask.

   Will you ever tell me who you really are?

I guess I can.

Take a seat, if you please.

This is me without my mask;

          I'm a girl trapped in this world,

         everything seems like a whirl.

         I tried to escape in the dead of the night,

        in fright

         goodness, I put up a fight.

         I lost

         But I never forgot

        who I am;

         I am someone with a plan,

       A plan to some day end it all.

      I may need to take the fall. 

Is that why you wear a mask?

       Do you even have to ask?