masquerade-gold

I stand limelight

In a secret masquerade

My mask’s skin deep

Many years molded its shape

My smile widens when others smile back

A joker silently mocking

Those poor credulous souls

Pawns in my game

Where I own the board

I make the rules

Silently calculating my next move

My eyes radiate icicles

Frozen rage built inside

Melting every night

While dancing here

Moving my body

To the rhythm of my lies

I am here in the present

Disconnecting my soul