Five masks inshroud my soul
All carrying many names.
Am I the only one who can see these masks?
It would appear so, for people look at me as though I am a person of one.


Raven, dark and vengeful
She stares whistfully into space
A thinker, a dreamer
She is the first of my many masks...

Halie, strong and willful
She believes in what is right
A fighter, a leader
She is the second of my many masks...

Jared, mallisious and cruel
He twists people's emotions
A shaper, a devourer
He is the third of my many masks...

Veronica, smart and independent
She stands, determined and ready
A protecter, a healer
She is the fourth of my many masks...

Finally, Dee, who may be closest to the true me
She laughs and smiles
A joker, a riddler
She is the last of my many masks...

Who then, is here to see my real face?
Perhaps none.
For 'Deanna' may be a hazy dream, floating away,
Never to be seen again...