Do any of us truly wear our own face
Whether we are indoors among those closest to us
Or in or out among those we think we know
And out among those we definately do not
Do we not put a mask, to hide our innermost thoughts and feelings
Not wishing to show others how we really feel
About them and what's going on; things
It is perhaps as well, we are not telepathic
And above all, that we are saved from seeing ourselves
As others see us. Life is a Masquerade.

Marilyn Shepperson

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-masquerade/