Sad to hear about Malcolm-Jamal Warner. Got lost for a while reading about his later work and looking for the lyrics to his spoken word album Hiding in Plain View. Just some of it:

It’s like life is one big masquerade party with cute masks
to mask unshapen identities made by us
to make us feel safe in the face of uncertainty,
but when we hide ourselves to please
we place a piece of our souls on hold
and the safety of that space eventually becomes
a poisonous pit of unexpressed feelings
and untended quirks that never quite get worked out

Rest in peace.