Puppet Show

Lost in the crowd of acquaintances around,

Sometimes I miss myself.

Enforced to wear the mask of idealism,

Sometimes I miss myself.

When the choices are between your mind and heart,

Sometimes I miss myself.

When the little child cries out inside me,

Sometimes I miss myself.

Draped in the unexplained compulsions,

Sometimes I miss myself.

When the laughter is replaced by fake smiles,

Sometimes I miss myself.

Performing the puppet-show to please others,

Sometimes I miss myself.