The crowded pavement pulls me in,
my thoughts unheard silenced again.
Fake smiles and laughter plague this place
I blend in well, mask on my face.
This lie that here we can truly be
the selves we are, not what they see.
The lie that images isn't everything,
attacks and threatens the soul's well being.
It took some thought and introspection,
to identify the lie in their reflections.
To see what they all seem to be hiding
behind made up eyes, their thought's time biding.
I find that here in this place as i sit alone
I recall the time when i too, started off on my own.
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