I have a closet full of them

It’s not a lie nor is it a deception.

Each morning I put on a mask as I step out for an adventure.

You’d be silly to think I am the same as I was yesterday.

My thoughts already changed, and so did my emotions,

I read the paper and met a stranger on the bus

I got a haircut too.

There’s nothing permanent in me in the same way

a river is given a name having nothing constant in it.

The water runs along the stream

the fishes swim away

and even the rocks at the bottom of it

are moved from time to time.

So.

You’d be silly to think I am more than a

mask but

I know when I meet you again

in ten years' time

I’ll hear you say

’You haven’t changed one bit'.