Lies last forever

I cry silent tears.
I cry peacefully through the years,
and by morning of tomorrow,
I’ll be confounded.
I have a tormented smile,
in which is a mask.
A master of disguise,
and a shelter for lies.
The lies not found,
deep inside me.
I laugh with a muted scream,
to complex for the human ears.
To numb for me to feel.
My scream is a worthless effort to heal.
My eyes,
a dense window that nobody can see through.
My lips remain sealed,
a secret never told.
A master of disguise,
a cover for all lies.