Clandestine

The door lies ajar,
You look inside,
Just a quick peak,
No-one need know,
Feelings lie open, Raw.
Unhidden by faces or lies,
The room seems different somehow,
White, Drained,
Nothing has changed,
Nothing ever changes.
A smile lies torn on the floor, Exposed.
You step over it,
Brushed away again,
Like dust under the carpet,
Someone else's dirty Laundry.
Same old story,
You fake surprise,
No-one need know,
No-one ever does,
The Door closes, Gone.