for the better part

i become what i never once was,
a fake face that walks among you.
it was such a great faux pas,
always facing in your view.
laugh at me now,
its what i want and need.
gain me the attention of crowds,
it helps this facade feed.
but the soul inside,
its void.
it hasn’t died,
it wishes to be enjoyed


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