I’m hiding my true self for some day

after the long winter of my life subsides.

 

I’m wearing this uncomfortable mask until spring

when I get to take it off

and inhale that deep, glorious breath of fresh air

I keep dreaming about.

 

I try to nurture my inner girl,

to sustain her and keep her alive,

feeding her a steady diet of Taylor Swift,

romantic comedies,

and dreams.

 

I’m saving  the good china for a party

I may never get to throw.