Behind the Veil

In a world where masks conceal the true,

Where facades are worn, hiding what is due,

I'll spin a tale of pretense and guise,

Of weary souls trapped in their own disguise.

With smiles painted on like masks of gold,

We walk this stage, our stories untold,

Our true selves lost beneath the façade,

As whispers echo, "Be someone you're not."

We wear masks of laughter, masks of glee,

But behind those eyes, who can truly see?

The tears that fall when no one is near,

The fears we harbor, the doubts we hold dear.

We dance a dance, a masquerade ball,

Feigning happiness, standing tall,

But in the silence, when masks are removed,

Loneliness lingers, hearts bruised and proved.

Oh, the burden of carrying a charade,

Of playing a role that's so finely made,

We lose ourselves amidst the grand masquerade,

And yearn for authenticity to cascade.

Yet, let us ponder, why do we don these masks?

Is it fear of rejection, daunting tasks?

Do we seek approval, acceptance's glow,

While denying the truth we long to show?

But dear souls, let me tell you this,

Wearing masks won't bring you eternal bliss,

For authenticity is a sacred treasure,

That liberates hearts, brings joy and pleasure.

So, shed those masks, let your true self shine,

Embrace vulnerability, your essence divine,

For in honesty lies the beauty untold,

The freedom to be, to break the mold.

Let us forge connections, genuine and deep,

Where souls intertwine, no secrets to keep,

In a world where masks are mere memories,

We'll find solace in authenticity.

So, be true to yourself, with every breath,

Embrace your flaws, conquer fear and death,

For in the tapestry of life we weave,

It's the genuine hearts that truly achieve.