in the back of my mind, the
façade nurtures the hoax
strengthening the lying truth of
who i am thought to be—
want to be for all...
when no one is listening
or cares, i get to dream of
a world where i am king of
something, and no one can
conquer this leaning tower
teetering on infamy...
yes, they see me, but what they
don't see is what I don't live;
the truth behind the plastic grin,
the held breath in a pair of lungs
gifted to release whatever it is
they crave to trigger—buttons
don't push themselves...
confrontation has never been
the easiest safeguard and is
best left to those who seek drama
i just want to live in peace
without the need to explain
how this aging thespian learned
to exist in a world that demands
participation...
when the drapes are pulled
shut for the day, and you can't
see the other me—
is where comfort lives...
About the Creator
Lamar Wiggins
Creative writer in the Northeast U.S. having fun with words.
Here you will find the paranormal, mystery, true crime, horror, humor, fantasy and poetry.
"Life is Love Experienced" -LW
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