UNMASKED

Don't believe my words,
They're lies that I fabricate to
Project a perfect life and
Convince you I'm okay.

Don't trust the smile you see,
It's a facade to conceal,
Searing pain,acute shame,
Sheer heartache.

Don't get fooled by my laughter,
It is merely an echo
Of hollow insides, yearning
For senses to return.

Don't get convinced by my
Clarity and order;
Borne in attempt to
Control the choas
And pacify the storm brewing
Inside.

Don't be blinded by
The perfection I exude,
The courage I fake,
The innocence I feign,
The confidence I wear-
For I am broken.

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