Acting Not Happy

Always pretty good at acting;
But faking it off stage? No, I’m not;
Heart on my sleeve when I’m happy;

Made up anger conceals happy,
yet accurate it’s absolutely not;
Words of clay dribble through acting;

Familiar mask, waste not want not;
Heaven forbid you make me happy 
Mood swings a pendulum acting;

I’m exhausted acting not happy.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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