With bright colors and laughing eyes,

I am the simulacrum of happiness.

My guise of normality is well rewarded

for could you tell it was a facade?

Could you even tell it was a semblance of camouflage

Or were you too busy with your own mask?


With beautiful costumes, feathers, jewels,

We are all just characters of this masque.

So what’s behind your charming visage

of a grinning, benevolent beast?

Take off your mask and I’ll remove mine.

We screen our likeness from even ourselves

When truth is painful

And lies are easy.


Will you give me this next dance

across the floor of our masquerade?




“Pleasure’s a sin, and sometimes Sin’s a pleasure” ~Lord Byron

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