Facade

Facade

See that man over there?
The one in the plaid shirt and jeans.
Shaggy hair and neatly trimmed beard.
The one holding the Bible with a "love wins" sticker plastered across it.
The one smiling, laughing non-chalantly with his girl.

He seems so happy.
So together.
Like he's got everything figured out.

But his smile betrays himself.
It cannot cover up the lie.
Through the mask I can see his pain.
I see it because its my pain too.
He's torn up inside.
Hiding his shame, his pain.
His soul has been shattered into a million tiny pieces.
He's trying to cover up a past he can't escape.

Does he know that I can tell?
Does he know he's not alone?

Can he see through me as well?
If he could maybe he'd see that we all have pain.
We all feel shame.
Shame that won't go away.
No matter how hard we try.
No matter how hard we cry.

Maybe one day he'll see that love does win out.
Maybe one day I will too.
Maybe.

9/3/2006
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