The Pretence

So, how’s this, this mask?

Do I look pretty? Do I look smart?

Tell me, what is my role today?

Should I just keep my eyes dry or should I also wear a smile?

All those bruises can be made unseen

With a make up and no one will ever be keen

To question how fake is the smile

Or am I living a lie

An abuser lives in all of us

Some find happiness in other’s tears

Beating up, mocking up and blocking everything what is dear

Making me to wish that the death is near

Others like to turn a blind eye

Never reach out but love to give a long sigh

All I want is someone to sit beside

No need to talk, just hold my hands tight

It’s another day as I can see the light

I should be ready for the people outside

So tell me, how’s this, this mask?

Do I look pretty? Do I look smart?

Dedicated to the victims of all kinds of abuse who manage to wear a mask everyday and pretend to be okay. 

Please leave your comments on the topic as I would really love to read them.

33 thoughts on “The Pretence

  1. Waiting for a world where no masks will be needed.. neither the cloth ones we wear today nor those others made of invisible threads..May God πŸ™ it happen soon and there be more kindness in every living soul

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  2. To question how fake is the smile
    Or am I living a lieβ€οΈβ€οΈπŸ‘Œ

    This is a harsh reality of living and owning a life full of lies and worries. Bless you and your writingsπŸ‘πŸ‘Œ

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