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Beneath The Surface

Beneath this mask,

Beneath this ever-smiling face,

Beneath all the lies,

Beneath the twisted web of half-truths and insecurities,

Hides a person,

Not an image,

The sight played apon the stage,

An image of perfection,

Putrid, cracked and shattered,

Broken,

Yet still moving,

An empty shell,

Of what has been,

A glimer of what could have been,

Pain, suffering,

Caught deep inside.

I won't reveal my true self,

To satisfy the selfish reasonings of one such as You.