Moving Mask
A facade is a mask that we all wear
Who knows if we never see another's face
But in the end the thing that I always fear
Is that I forget myself and the mask will take my place
In performing I have learned that being myself
Isn't always about being me
People won't believe the truth I keep in my shell
They see what I know they want to see
The audience makes the persona on the stage
The human behind the character is one that is not seen
It is not that the actor is shy or afraid
The hiding of self is the way acting's always been
So the face I present is a fluid presence
While the person within might be static
It's hard to hold on to my own moral sense
When the mask contorts to avoid panic
A good attitude is not a constant resource
And the leader in me must be summoned
When faced with a rough crowd I have to be coarse
But inside the shell a heart is thrumming
It depends on the place, time, and on the context
And, in truth, my thickest mask is that of respect
I have to trust myself that my act will not wreck
My real identity more than I expect