A Masked Man

Why is it that, you decide to hide

behind your lies, pretend and smiles

smile that you have to stretch with effort

and fake a spark in your eyes

why can’t you dare, to disappoint the other

and instead, end up disappointing yourself

by living a lie,

a fake veil of made up appearance

why would you not come out to the woods

and call a crooked tree out

why would you not gaze the rainbow

and still not like the color yellow

Why do you every night,

sob quietly after you take off your mask

that has almost fused to your face

why do you keep going back

to a night full of incomplete sleep

and a dark sad place

it might have been much easier

if you could make true criticism


fake praise

this life is your play,

play it out in a real world

not in a DIY cage.


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