we walk straight but fall behind ourselves
as if it's different than it was before.
maybe we're mistaking ourselves for somebody

As i meet up with my friends,

go out around the town.

I smile and look so innocent,

I laugh instead of frown.

I sit in a

Can you see the hairline crack,
running through my mask?
Its the tears you see, that did this.
Why is that? you asked.

You touched

All around me I see them
They come in different hues
They have various thicknesses
Most amongst us make their use

With finesse

"Undone"

Slowly he unraveled
bandages of facades
and bravely peeled apart
the cracked layers
of his contrived persona,
exposing