I stand by the lakeside
staring at my own reflection.
What do I see when I look into it?
A conscience that hurts or a lie that I try hard to mask?
How did I learn to put a veil of secrecy?
How did I bring forth an aura of innocence and purity around me?
Is it with a smile that lies and eyes that deceit?
My life like a fable, with perjury and fallacy
Is it hurt or damage, seeing myself through my eyes.
There are no tears that well up these days
No guilt or shame, no remorse or regret over shallow judgments.
But I seal myself in, dropping the curtain
Impenetrable for another betrayal, another absconding!