Hiding from the world
Showing my true identity
My true self

Twirling around
A stranger for the night
Losing who they think I am

Submitting to this true façade
The pressure to be perfect
Is gone

I’ve lost the stress
Blown it away
With kisses to the wind

People see me
Not for who
They think I am

But for who
I wish
I could be

Nameless
Anonymous
The center of no attention

The time passes too quickly
My midnight has come
I rush from the masked perfection

Only to become
Who I am
Forced to be

‘Miss Perfect’
Never taking risks
Fitting into the cookie-cutter

I hold close
Who I will
Become

When I can finally
Run away from this
Stressed ‘perfection’

I will always keep my mask
That lets you see
The real me