THE MASK

I am lonely and sad

Truth seems farce; smiles forced

And the tales stoic, like my face

A thousand, but none me

Shadows that people like to see

I’m friendly, even to strangers

With a mask, I’m one

Hiding my tears behind a lie

Of complacency, a confident me

Cry and bleed to pay for human guile

Why be judged by tears and pains

Let the world be wiser and laugh

I won’t; hence the smiley pretense

I still dream, however vain

Protect it till I’m sober again

Let’s open up our masks

I won’t know you; the lies won’t be me

And we will walk free,miles

Comforting fears while stitching a smile