Ribbons

The ribbons wrap my body,
so tight,
The mask I wear
It hides my fate.
I look to sky and wonder,
should I let the ribbons run free?
Should I release the mask that holds my destiny?
Red, blue, gold and white
They flow so freely
like a bird with might.
The mask I wear is tight on my face,
It covers my self and my fate.
Dare to let loose, dare to try,
The feelings of loss is to much to bear.
For now I let the ribbons slowly run free,
But they stay tight on me,
The mask will someday come off,
I will be as I was meant to be.