
The Mask
The hypocritical smile
Conceals the turbulence within
The tranquil countenance
Camouflages the negative emotions
The calm eyes
Hide in totality, the loathing in the mind
The friendly handshake
Reveals not the abhorrence inside
The casual chatter
Suppresses the true feelings of sorrow and pain
The sheath of phony laughter
Covers the bitterness in the soul
The sugary voice
Sounds assuring and alluring
The cheerful encouragement
Represses the mountain of envy within
The confident stance
Smothers the trepidation in the heart
The mask of rectitude
Kills the genuine goodness in you
The craving for popularity
Shatters your being entirely
And when in retrospect, you search your soul
You discover you renounced bliss - a long time ago.