Camouflage

Like the shadow in the night.
I’m trapped with this fight.
Don’t know what would be,
my face when the shadow cast away.
I’m born with a game to play.
Creating things that somehow meant to be.
I’m caught up again,
with this feeling of uncertainty,
wondering if someday I’d be setting myself free.
I don’t have to wear a mask,
just to please everybody in my task.
‘Twas my mind, my heart, and my soul…
that mold me into a whole.
But the greatest of them all,
is my spirit that leads my journey,
where I should behold.