No One Knows

Poetry 1 Minute

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

Published by bebematte

I'm a writer, poetess, photographer, single mother and caregiver. Lover of God, music, writing, art, and crafts of many kinds. I enjoy spending time reading, listening to good music, drinking coffee and chatting with friends. I write and read whatever my mind travels to. It's clean (as in no profanity), funny, loving, and sometimes...well a lot, down-right disturbing.

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