Masquerade

I have my masks

There's 'indifferent', 'happy'…

'Nonchalant', 'content'

All of them hiding too well

The way I really feel

Suppressing my emotions

Behind a false façade

Pushing back the tears

Behind a painted smile

Showing only feelings

That counter what I feel

Deep inside

I have my masks

They serve me very well

They do their duty

As best as they can

So I rarely take them off

Why would I?  After all…

They do a very good job

Even to the point that

They almost fool me

The one who wears them

And yet sometimes they fail

All those emotions that

I took such care to suppress

Anger, hate and sadness

Jealousy and ire come out –

So while they don't

I tip my hat

And continue this masquerade