I See Through

By BarryTudor

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Poetic musings of Barry Tudor on life and introspection. A journey of a motorcycling American poet lost in t... More

Addiction
Smell of Freedom
Canned Laughter
Apocalypse
September in Minnesota
No Longer Love
The Ember
Southern Summer Nights
Life in a Nutshell
Things Thought Long Lost
Promises
Wonderous Walk
Single Ray of Hope
After the Passing
Being Held
Hidden Garden
Missing Pieces
Oil
Living for the Now
Acutely Chronic
Death
Smell of a Piano
Jesus Didn't
Morning Glory
Pump it Out
The Red-Tailed Hawk
World Banks
Sometimes
Great Life
No More Words For
Felt on Glass
Thirst for Light
Mind Games
Facets
Changes
Cancer Sucks

Box of Masks

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By BarryTudor

I wish I didn't have to put on a facade every day

The people I see every day - if I could only be myself

And not wear those awful masks

Mask to hide myself

Mask to show you a single facet of a glorious jewel

I fear letting you in

I fear rejection - cold and cruel mistress for all

I fear judgment - condemned to loneliness

I fear being unlike you in front of you

So we pass this time away speaking of only those things

The things that matter little in this life

Things safe and easily traversed

Gentlemen do not speak of religion or politics

And who I am remains despite unpopular view

So I wear my masks for you

I keep them nearby in the box under my desk

To change like the weather

Just so you will visit

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