Showing sad poems for tag "captive"

Masquerade

Silence

This is a deception; it's a masquerade
You'll of course picture a cheerful parade
I'll fade from your memory; happy and smiling
Often laughing and most times beguiling

Take no note of my mask's crumbling surface
I lived through my life without any purpose
And I'll always stay trapped, inside of your mind
A girl, willingly helpful and foolishly kind

But behind the scenes, I'll cry myself to sleep
And this illusive image, of me I will keep
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