Mask and Disguises.

I have a disguise to keep me hidden
And a mask so I go unnoticed
But every now and then I take them off
And run free as myself.
I get skirts and dresses
When all I want is trousers
I squirm with discomfort as a crawl into the skirts
I wriggle and fidget and can’t sit still
In these clothes that cling to me.

My life is based on lies
As they cannot see me.
They look at me and see another
I look in the mirror and see the same.
I know who I am but they do not.

They call me Sarah but that’s not me
My name is David...so why don’t they see?

Tricked

Her hair brushes her warm face
As she turns to smile at me
Eyes glittering and with a spring in her step
She makes her way over
The sun guides her across the room
As I return her smile I feel her arms around me
And I melt
As she pulls away I feel a sharp pain
I put my hand to my back
It returns red and dripping
She throws her head back and cackles
Eyes ablaze
And her nails like daggers
I'm trapped in a flaming circle

Tricked once more by a devil in
disguise...