Mask

Is this my true face or not?

I laugh I smile

And yet I still cry

For on the outside

I’m shining and radiant

But it’s all false advertising

A design meant to disguise

The pain and aggression

Feeding on me from inside

 

It’s all a masquerade

A part I never wanted to play

Here I am though

Wearing a false face

So well sown that it resembles my own

 

The smile is painted on

It has never touched my eyes

And the laugh lines

Well they’re just lies

Creases in the fabric

Formed by tears flowing beneath

 

I’d take it off if I could

But each time I try

I refuse for one reason alone

Fear, that if they see my face

I’ll be left out of the next act

 

Reviews

[Suditi]

A sad and profound poem.
Beautiful expression of feelings.