In shadows deep, where feelings hide, A facade of joy, I wear with pride. Not for deceit or masquerade, But to shield your heart from sorrow's blade. Behind the mask, a world unknown, Where tears may fall when I'm alone. I paint a smile, a vibrant hue, To spare your heart, I choose to do. In laughter's dance and sunshine's gleam, I play a part, a fleeting dream. Yet underneath, a storm may brew, A tempest of emotions, known by few. For in this act of joyous guise, I guard your spirit from silent cries. Not your fault, this charade I weave, A shield of love, I hope you perceive. So read between the lines, my friend, Beyond the laughter, where shadows blend. In the tapestry of life we weave, A tale of strength, and love, believe. For every smile I wear so bright, Hides chapters written in the night. But know, dear friend, it's not your fault, This facade of joy, a tender vault. In the mosaic of emotions, complex and vast, I wear this mask, a spell to cast. Yet within this script of joy and art, Lies a truth, a beating, tender heart. |