So Many Hats (or Veils)

We play many roles in life and wear many hats: the human the individual the romantic the man or woman the parent etc. Can you make a connection with someone who seems so foreign to you someone who wears hats you can't begin to understand? Hats that - on first glance - may even seem threatening to you? Is it possible to wear many hats without losing yourself to integrate them into one I? These are some questions I explore in my poetry questions that float around in my head under my own many hats. Underneath all my hats my eyes-- they stay the same. Windows into my soul that's 'who I am. I am not any of my hats or roles. I'm just another kindred soul.