Masquerade

We pretend it’s not there as no one asks
Yet, we all do wear a mask.
We behave as if we are what others see
Yet, over our faces we wear many masks you see.
From time to time we masquerade,
pick and choose the masks we need,
for no one sees us truly as we are!!

By how we show up at our work place
people often fail to see the conflicts
we hide deep in our minds
for what we show is our masked face.

Back at home with the people we love,
as father, mother, son or daughter
husband, wife, uncle or aunt,
we hide the struggles of our work place
for what we show is our masked face.


While we are with our beloved friends
we might open our hearts wide.
Yet, cleverly a part of it we do hide,
like an iceberg on the sea,
for what we show is a masked face.


But while in our solitudes,
within the confinement of our walls,
within the comforts of our own privacy,
we stand out as who we really are,
with no masks to masquerade.

If those walls had eyes and ears,
they could see we’ve been hiding for years,
an aching heart which they could comfort
and stop the tears from our moist eyes,
see us without judging eyes,
perhaps like our best friends do.

How much a better place this world would be,
if all our masks we could rip off 
and show our faces all clear and true
without any inhibitions of who
would judge or comment on us next.
But, it seems like a dream impossible,
for these masks are nothing but a,
part of you, me and all of us.
we have no choice but keep them till we die
we have no choice but keep them till we die.