Mask

I love pictures. 

If I smile in a picture, I'm happy. 

You stand next to me and smile, 

You must be my friend. 

If I make a funny face, I'm goofy. 

If I frown, I'm sad. 

Isn’t it strange that for just one millisecond 

I can arrange my face 

and for as long as that picture exists 

I am the person that I portrayed. 

I wish that I could do that in life. 

Smile for a millisecond 

and let that smile be my mask 

until I choose another personality. 

I feel like I’ve been smiling for years, 

Waiting for the shutter to close.