Master of Disguise

Surrounded by thoughts--
not my own
Notes swirling in dizzying eddies--
burying my composition
Shapes muraling a path in my mind--
covering my masterpiece

I think the thoughts--
to escape the knowledge I have
I listen to the melodies--
to leave behind the rhythm of reality
I trace the murals--
to hide the telling paint of my beliefs

I paint myself in leaf patterns--
to cover every trace of pain
I don the clothes of the crowd--
to shade the tears staining my face
I mold my personality to cynicism--
to mask the love shattered
I fall helpless to my knees--
to pray for the ones I can't change