The Masks She Has Always Worn To Hide The Pain…

She chuckles at the questions you ask,
Because she has always worn a mask
The mask that hid the bruise,
Made possible for you to ignore the abuse
The mask let you imagine she was fulfilled
Inspite of her thousand dreams killed
It showed none of her pain
So you needed to take no blame
The mask with the fake smile pasted
Hiding the emptiness that left her wasted
Covering what you wouldn’t hear,
The mask was her live saver.
So behind a façade she would shrink,
Pushing herself to the brink.
Staring at a deep abysss
As all truth you would dismiss
Today, she lets her thoughts meander,
To what she would often wonder.
When she was left with no without,
Looking inwards resolved her doubt
She saw through the cloak that you wear,
Of control, of a society beyond repair
She recognised how you played your part
With blinkers; and the mask on your heart