It seems like I'm back

And I certainly do hope so.... But, I'm not sure, you decide.

Self Deceit

I’ve often sought to fool myself
And so, I donned a mask
Off from its dusty, little shelf
And set it to its task.

But, by itself, it could not spring
A well-sufficient lie;
So colored piece-nez did I bring
To wear them on the sly.

But both of these were scant enough
To trick all those around;
I left my garb for duller stuff
Discarded on the ground

And, speaking with a newer voice,
I taught myself to say
So many things against my choice,
And social-conscience sway.

And then, to make all these complete,
A monarchs crown I wore;
And quite astounded at this feat
I glanced at, “me before”

And envied almost instantly;
Because my clumsy crown
Did fit the role so suitably
Of self turned upside-down.

And now what made me laugh, before
Would only make me frown.