Masks OffMasks OffMasks Off7 hours ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Would you truly love me,
If I showed my blemished face,
If I exposed all indiscretions,
Pulling you into this space.
I have a spooky revelation,
I promise this isn't a trick,
Would you somehow believe in me,
If you found out what makes me tick?
Why must we lie,
In order to seek approval,
Surely you need a renewal,
Your broken wings can't fly.
Why must we turn our back,
On the ones who are served last,
Are the ones who remind us of our past,
Our society is clearly on crack.
I remove my mask,
And I look in the mirror,
And the deeper I peer,
The more you seem to draw near,
And it's clear,
That you were the one all along,
Oh my dear, if I were with you,
I know I could never go wrong.
Why do you leave me alone,
Left with my own ideals,
Consumed by conflicting ideologies,
Can't even tell what's real.
How can we see truth,
When everything comes with a catch,
This cold, apathetic love,
Has turned me into a miserable, old wretch.
Still you feed us lies,
Filling our bags with treats,