Mask

I wear a mask too, so it is not just you, I wear a mask of confidence, the smell of experience, the air of cologne that expresses the absence of stress, a smile that will seduce, a midas touch from a masseuse, but behind it all, like a pit, I fall, deep within my insecurities, locked like an inescapable hell where we dwell, swallowing and wallowing in our closet screaming to be ME! but we fear that no one else will see the picture we paint, the tapestry has two sides, deeper than the beauty or the beast, the difference from a monologue and a speech, we fake a fall, fake a smile, fake a touch, then a kiss, they look in our eyes and they see bliss, but we are as deep and empty as the abyss

Inspired by: http://www.everypoet.net/poetry/blogs/parisowl123/my_mask#comment-63399