Masked Smiles


United States
39° 44' 46.0752" N, 121° 50' 41.55" W

Living two life's,
I flicker between the two,
Pretending the corrupt is nonexistent.
I put on my mask,
Hiding my imperfections,
And shunting the cruel reality into a dream.
They become faded memories of the past,
Hidden and forgotten.
Almost as if they don't exist
Until it is time to switch back,
And to remember the secluded truth.


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