Shadows hang low overhead
Screams mixed with laughter in the distance
Children dressed scary and cute
Pumpkins light the way to the doors
Festivities overtake the streets
I walk amongst costumes in one of my own
Disguised as I was
Before
My mask hides the person I’ve become
Cloaked in all the rage
Portraying the innocent
Desperate to feel the part
Its the perfect accessory
Disguising me to whom I was
Before
