Analysis of Masquerading as a Sonnet

Grown women wear making underpants.  I am
A calico cat in red panties and a black bra.  I am impersonating
An adult.  I am unsure of myself and I fidget constantly
I appear to pay attention but insecurities rattle in mind
As I nod and gesture as if I care about what you are saying.
I long for wine at the end of the day and feel guilty
For the tiptoeing I do between sweet intoxication
And being able to wake up without a headache.
I pretend to believe in God for my Christian friend
But I really worship the pagan nature goddesses
And I check my tarot cards daily for guidance
Or inspiration.  I keep secrets, my own and others
Today my underwear matches so I am a grown up for the day
I masquerade  as I parade my near nakedness in the mirror.