Because truth is painful
And lies are so easy.
We all play our parts to perfection
with elaborate costumes and masks
made up of our lies
to camouflage our weaknesses.
We’ve forgotten our true selves
behind so many beautiful things
that we don’t want to even think about
what’s now lurking underneath.
Take off your mask and I’ll remove mine.
What’s behind your charming visage
of a grinning, benevolent beast?
What’s underneath your character?
What’s behind my façade?
But try as we may
our masks stay on.
And mirrors reflect nothing
but elegant lies,
behind laughing eyes.
(revision of an earlier poem)