From behind a mask...
She unleashed and lashed out,
On those unafraid to reveal who they are!
She could never be like that.
Too tied up she was...
Drowning in her own sack of sorrow!
She wishes to be missed!
And she was!
But for what she could have been.
But not for what she showed.
She was a serpent quick to spew venom!
But no one knew from which face...
Since the one she exposed,
Was from a number of those she chose
To keep herself unknown!
Choosing more to show a nastiness,
Easily shown!
Lawrence S. Pertillar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/easily-shown/
