Elucidating Questions

I wonder if I’ll ever stop masking

Masking my neurodivergency

Masking my physical health and ability

I wonder if I’ll ever be in a place safe enough to show someone my actual face

Literally masking not just for health reasons but so people can’t see my expression

Masking, masking, masking

Hiding away every something that makes up me

Angry that sick is something that makes up me

When they think they can see it they’re only seeing

What I’m letting them see

It’s lonely, you know

In this world where no one knows me

I don’t think I have been able to be me long enough for even me to know me

I’m some kind of something

No one’s ever seen

I wonder if I’ll ever be free

To be me