Don’t! Stop!
The cacophony of noises..
peel off! PEEL IT OFF!
The masks of alien choices.
It is not you. It isn’t.
Remember how brave you were
and happy without reason.
A season
or two, perhaps three
of free given love.
No fright and no fee
Let’s flee, my dear.
Let’s dance.
All I ask of you
is but a chance.