Mask

 "Kung may problema ka, magsuot ng maskara",
(If you have a problem, wear a mask), the song goes.
That mask consumed my identity, munched on it like a savage with an insatiable hunger for covering up.
I looked at the mirror and see a man I do not know.
A man with a familiar face but with an identity I cannot fathom.
What happened to you? What happened to me?
What happened to the man I once knew who feared nothing and didn't give a shit.
Consumed by the standards that society dictates, my personality vanished. My identity morphed into something people can relate to, but an idenity I loathe.

 "Kung may problema ka, magsuot ng maskara",
(If you have a problem, wear a mask), the song goes.
My sorrows hidden by a fake smile.
My burdens buried to a grave I dug myself, hidden to the eyes of other people, but weigh twice as much when I'm alone.
I'm a sad man, portraying happiness and making people happy. Throwing punchlines here and there, but is now bound by the lines I drew to make the illusion.

 "Kung may problema ka, magsuot ng maskara",
(If you have a problem, wear a mask), the song goes.
I want to remove this mask, the mask that has trapped me in a make-believe reality. 
I want my identity back, the identity I threw so I can fit with society.
To hell with the standards society has set. I want myself back.