Hiding the true you

There was a person, mysterious and sly, Who lived in a persona, a perfect disguise. Their smile was wide, their laughter so loud, Yet their true feelings were never allowed.

They spoke of dreams and hopes and love, As if their heart was made of purest dove. But behind closed doors, they would hide, The pain and sorrow they kept inside.

They were a mystery, an enigma to all, A puzzle that no one could ever solve. Always putting on a show, a grand display, But their true self was tucked away.

I wonder what they were truly like, If given the chance to take off the disguise. Perhaps they would be gentle and kind, Or maybe a storm, a force to be confined.

So let us hope that someday they may, Find the courage to show their true face. For it takes strength to be vulnerable, And to embrace the truth that's so palpable.