Multiple masks in pentimento. One behind the other. Jungian personae. Peeling back the layers of a person with or without an identity crisis. Sometimes deliberate, sometimes factual. Ulterior motives usually will generate a facade. A front. Making something appear different than what it really is. A lie? Deception. Deceit. I before E except after C. A lifting of the curtain. Hamlet. Shakespeare. My brother’s test. Likely not scantron. Number 2 lead pencil. Graphite now. Some of us left school without being great test takers. I feel like I would have done better on a different rubric. But I kept up a facade. I think I scraped by too much. I should have paid attention more, I should have tried harder. I had so much anxiety then and didn’t know how to name it. I would practice guitar for hours in throes of apathy and heady emotion. If I only knew then what I knew now. Could it be too late to chance? Too late to change? Would it make the difference? I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately.

Author: Roe

30. she/her. Songwriter & Trek Punk Soul™.

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