The Lie

It’s like living a lie

Every day I smile that smile

To keep you distracted for a while

To make you believe my world is fine

You’ll never guess that behind this line

Lays the rubble and pieces

Of what my life use to be

The shambles of the real me

So I am an actor

Reciting lines on a stage

Waiting for the curtain to drop

So I can give way to the rage

That keeps me trapped within this world

Where what is without is never, what is within

And tomorrow with the new dawn

The play will once again begin.


© Ix-Chel Poot