I have many faces to choose from,
so many looks that could fool you;
I can wear a smile when I feel sad,
or a laugh when I want to cry.
I have many faces that can deceive,
some to please those I don’t even know.
I may be silent when I’m screaming inside,
I tire having to face such unfounded criticism,
but today I choose to wear my own;
my armor on to fend off painful words hurled
as I stand before you so very tall and proud;
I’ll confront this unjust and unkind world.
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