Masked in Pretence

If she is not herself
Then I wonder who she is.
If only she knew she was a wonder
She would have never gone amiss.

She stood in front of a mirror
She didn't like what she saw.
Makeup, diets, surgeries, pills
Nothing could change the flaw.

Every morning, it was a routine
She transformed to someone she didn't know.
Stripped bare of her mask at night,
She became her biggest foe.

She had smiling lips and sad eyes
They were the windows to her soul.
She ensured her mask never slipped,
It was a show for the world.

Her mask always in place, head held high
Out into the world she went,
To join the crowd of millions
All playing pretend.

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