MASK POEM

Do I wear the mask or do I let it wear me?
Do it tie me down,down to the ground?
I wear the mask that shows me,the real me.
The sometimes upset but really friendly.
Or the really shy but sneaky me.
I need everyone's  help.
To help me live and enjoy this lifetime.I don't like to be alone.
Alone is like being trapped in a pine cone.
Of all my family that has died I sometimes feel alone.
So i greed my friends and family.