Tired

I get so tired when my mind has nothing to think. When I have nothing to preoccupied myself with I start to slip. I slip into a luning sleep where I can remove my mask. Sleep, dreams. They both sound so appealing, when you work so hard to hide. To hide what I really am, so you won't hurt. But who am I trying to protect, yourself or others. But would others know the diffrence if I took my mask off, the only ones who would know are the ones who I have shown my true self. But have I ever shown anyone? I just want to go back to sleep, my nice warm, soothing sleep.