Plastic Faces: A Poem, Hiding Our Pain
Pretty plastic faces
hide our hurting, secret places
but if you look too close, you can see the wear
Cracks around our eyes
don’t show through our smiling lies
we become players in a masquerade affair
We show up at each scene
hit all the steps, know the routine
weighed down with a burden no one knows is there
We curtsey and we bow
summon enough strength somehow
gliding past their eyes, no sign of despair
To keep emotions from betraying
the music must keep on playing
standing without moving would be standing bare
When faces are revealed
we keep ours secretly concealed
plastic faces fit so well, they are unaware
This is sad. :*(