Hiding behind charming smiles
covered by busy lives
scars heal in their own time
secrets swept away from the wise

The lies come easy and sweet
“I ran into a door”
rolling off the tongue nice and neat
“I grazed my knee on the floor”

“Oh silly, silly me!”
That mask- with the smile painted on
never left my face
until now

©Vivian Zems

dVerse Poets OLN #229

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