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Behind Closed Doors (poem)

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posted on Nov, 6 2011 @ 01:53 PM
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this is a poem i wrote about the mask that we all wear (or at least have worn).


BEHIND CLOSED DOORS

Big shoes and bow tie,

With colorful clothes;

Red lips, white face,

With rosy, red nose;

His personality places pleasure

In the lives of those that he knows;

A synthetic smile,

So sadness never shows;

An entertainer of sorts,

Or so he's been filed;

Adopted lifestyle, to make people smile,

Makes his existence all the worthwhile;

So soft and so gentle,

So meek and so mild;

With the wisdom of ancients

And the heart of a child;

Puppets and toys,

Forever his friends;

Joyful jokester,

Is the message he sends;

With a lighthearted entrance,

His routine begins;

But seemingly enough,

The show never ends;

A dangerous display

That denies him a break;

The strength that he shows

Is nothing more than a fake;

Solitude and sorrow

Have caused his heart to ache;

He's broken and battered,

There's nothing more he can take;

He walks alone

On time's solemn shores;

He puts on a show

That the whole World adores;

Seeing them smile,

His pain he ignores;

But he's a different man,

When he gets behind closed doors.



posted on Nov, 6 2011 @ 02:20 PM
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What a beautiful, poignant poem



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