No One Knows
Fakeness, masks
Hiding behind something we’re not
Never lifting the veil
Bumping, bruising
Eyes wide shut
The façade goes on
The hidden truth, lies
The blurred lines
The tangled webs we weave
Known, unknown, who knows
It’s all a game
Truth is no one knows
Laughter, smiles, tears
The stares, glances, fears
Never knowing what’s real
Disguises, Walls
Shamed to be seen
Embarrassment overrides
SHH, quiet, cut
Deep self-hate
Draw it in, let no one see
Pretend to be them
They pretend to be those
Those pretend to be….me
And yet no…one…knows
Brenda Matteson
11-30-2012
Inside my mind 