stripping away the layers
after years of masks
upon masks
revealing ego’s many faces
is a painful
yet rewarding process
be prepared
to meet many versions
of yourself
that you do not like
some faces you may not remember
tying on, to begin with
peel them off
one-by-one
until you reach
the sleeping child
at the center
slap that little fucker awake
©2021—JDCIV
Drunk on Metaphors 
I like how your sleeping child wakes up. The face of the façade can turn silly faced with a child. Some forgotten play is serious enough to notice again.
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