Survival

I have a disguise 
It keeps me safe from lesions
They look at my mask

The mask is gilded
Few will ask what's underneath
They look at my shoes

My shoes they are plain
Noone knows where I have walked
They look at my eyes

My eyes they look back
Opaque, smeared and inconstant 
They ask me to speak

I open my mouth
And impart all my wisdom
They nod and depart

I drop my disguise
Sigh and collapse with relief 
Tomorrow can wait
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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September 7, 2026 at 8:48 AM
I've really been enjoying your poem and the emotions and imagery were so vivid that i could easily picture them as beautiful illustration. I'm a commission-based manga/webtoon artist, and I'd love to help bring your story to life if you're ever interested. Feel free to reach out at gm@il : akiracomicart2@ or on inst@ akiraa_artly
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