Masquerade

  Blemished souls scattered around

Broken angles do abound

Tinted from belligerent past

Genuine sentiment they have masked

Subdued spirits wither away

Eloquent disguises start to decay

Unconsciously living in a masquerade

Lost and alone through life they wade.

Reviews

[Irene]

short, sweet but so much said in these few lines. I absolutely loved it :)

[Jane Smith]

Thanks. I'm glad you enjoyed. : )