'masquerade'
I walked this rope so many times
Sometimes the difference so blurry
The shade I really don’t need
Yet, it’s always there, waiting…
For my thoughts to dwell
In between happy and sad
Not knowing the difference
The tears sometimes shed
Have no idea why the flow
Just like me, they are in limbo
Wondering what their worth might be
In a place where darkness reign supreme
I feign a smile, imitate a laugh
Just to get me through the day
A happy face with tumultuous thoughts
It gets so tiring being in this space
Space of pretence-
Mountain of deceit
Hopeful that maybe today,
The shade will drift away
©160920121630
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2012
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