Masquerade of Life
I wore the mask of happiness to conceal
my sorrow.
Which false face will I wear tomorrow?
We all wear masks now and then
caught up in a scenario of mix and blend.
As if it were taboo to show oneself,
we choose to keep our feelings
hidden on a shelf.
The facade of emotions, a mystery to me
double identity — confused as can be.
Hollywood actors without the pay
going through changes from day to say.
Trying to con others with a carefree air,
losing your identity, living in despair.
So goodbye to Broadway, not my cup of tea.
I may fool you, but I can’t fool me.
Sam
from Soul Searching: an anthology of poems
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