The Masks We Wear As Faces


Photo – Mercato di Rialto, Venice. Copyright – Eleanor Parks 2016

The masks we wear as faces,

And the faces we wear as masks;

A painted smile that tells the world

“I’m fine”, if anyone asks.

But step closer, dear, and see,

The painted smile looks somehow fixed.

The eyes betray the truth within,

Of insecurity and confusion mixed.

Step closer, dear, and see;

The hurt, the surface it nears

A single drop escapes the eye,

Heavy with a lifetime of fears. 

But no one truly wants to know

The truth, when “How are you?” they ask.

So I paint my smile and choose the face

That I will wear as my mask.



8 thoughts on “The Masks We Wear As Faces

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