The Mask That I Wear

I seem to be like a hummingbird that is tiny and fast

But really I am a hawk that is powerful and bold

I may seem like a pen that is strong and flowing

But really I am a pencil, wooden and frail

I seem to be like a novel, complex and serious

But really I am a children’s book, free and amusing

I seem to be like a butterfly, fragile but stunning

But I am truly a moth, annoying and playful

I may seen like a beach that is sunny and relaxing

But really I am a plain, flat and empty

I may act like a lily, smooth and inspiring

But inside I am a rose, thorny yet beautiful

I may seem like a piranha that is fierce and feared

But really I am a guppy, friendly and bright

I may be seen as a weed, unwanted and sneaky

But truly I am a tree, blooming and flourishing

I love the way I am and I am so blessed that God made me this way