the truth

i covered my face with blue paint.
gloves snug on my fingers.
pants loosely fit.
My voice,
i deepened.
I changed my name
to Sympathy.
Introvert.
Shy.
Nobody noticed,
I had hidden my face
for so long,
my feelings had
melted into
false names,
and false understanding.
forced emotions,
and forced love.
They were used to me,
covered in blue.
They hadn't realized
I hadn't been around much at all.