Liars

There are times in life 

we remain mum 

when beliefs are questioned 

fading away like maples in autumn

Aren’t we all just liars?

feeling so deeply

yet showing so little

wanting to be loved

but not giving chances

pretending to be happy

while bleeding inside

craving for attention

yet whispering no big deal

pretending upright

being unsure of all

nodding with a smile

while screaming internally

staging pride in self

yet constantly wanting to be someone else

pretending not to care

yet secretly hoping to get caught loving

purely spoiled

perfectly damaged

hoping there comes a day

when we don’t have to lie anymore

                                                          .  .  .

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