A Masked Doll

In front of different passing visitors,
Lies a different disguise.
Multiple personalities that I devise.
Different masks in front of different spectators.
Time passes as I switch between different covers,
Losing myself in my woven lies,
My true self blurred by many eyes.
Trapped inside walls of mirrors
Reflecting back different faces
Which one is me on that wall?
A mixture of identities inside one being,
Muddled, tied together by choking laces
All for one, one for all.
A broken doll in a realm of masks, standing.

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