I smiled & nodded,
to their assumptions, I folded,
lacking energy, explain the reasons,
and weights, of my decisions.
A fool I was, so it is,
a path carved, choices picked,
set the stage, I walked free,
or bound to the narratives.
Days spent in performing,
nights confronts realities,
there are no lies or acting,
just the mirrors reflecting.
And I wonder, painting colors,
does my mask, working proper,
not spilling the vulnerabilities,
being concealed inside lockers.
I smiled & nodded,
being nervous, to not venture,
into the corners, of self-depreciation,
being aware, of the deficiencies...
From comparisons, or desperations?
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