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,
Others like to turn a blind eye making me to wish that the death is near,
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?
-JMJ
Dedicated to the victims of all kinds of abuse who manage to wear a mask everyday and pretend to be okay. 

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