Can you pick me out the crowd?
I’m not loud
I don’t shout, look any different
But inside I hide
From all that is me.
Can you see which one I am?
For a while
I will smile, just like the rest
But the test is
Do I understand why?
I can fit in with what is, ‘the norm’
Over time I have learnt to conform
I’ll say I’m fine, if you think to ask
Truth being told
I am wearing a mask.