Masked Reflection

You peer through the quilts
As the light of dawn creeps through the blinds
Soft morning breeze soon sneaks in, as if wringing your neck
And in your throat a striking lack of breath you will find

As the minutes tick by
You notice your reflection in the mirror to be amiss
You try to tell yourself that it's not a lie
But you know you cannot escape it, or so you insist

A mask can be peeled off easily
But once gone, you will fight a losing battle
Society will jeer and taunt
And then no armour can save you, even if made of the strongest metal

A slip of the tongue could be fatal
If those you knew had known what you turned out to be
Segregated from life as a normal human
For they are quick to believe what they hear and see

Those that seem to accept you for who you are
Are usually the ones who cast you aside
Once they realise your true orientation
So soon there will be none in whom you can confide

Your fragile days with hope and joy
All gone
With melancholy and regret all you have left
Leaving you restless, cold and forlorn

And the word called acceptance
Will be nowhere to be found
This family of ours is all we have
And to our labels will we be bound

This melody, so soft and ringing
Is the aria of rejection
You isolate yourself for fear of isolation
And strive to be normal in this abnormal obsession.