Best Actor
Inside, I am burning
I smell ashes beneath;
reminded of phoenix or death?
Found a bloody stain,
cut right through the heart.
Outside, world finds me smiling.
Returning wishes and supporting.
Even to the strangers,
I may seem the happiest person.
All in the world is simply charming.
I might be the best actor of these kind.
I wonder who would outshine me.
Copyright © Mariyam Kormath | Year Posted 2020
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