Missing

The mask you wear it well
Like fashion in the dark
So very passé
so brilliant so bright
One size that fits all
And fits no one
It just hurts
and irritates the skin that you want out of
So very bad
until you are no longer you
And you are no longer them
You are Somebody's idea
Somebody's dream
Somebody else's body
You've gone missing

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Some people forget who they are.
"You are Somebody's idea
Somebody's dream
Somebody else's body
You've gone missing"
The above lines is true for many. Which is very sad. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Trevor]

Love it. So relevant in the age of the internet.