Also that of Apathy!
You prance and dance
Live it up in a short-lived trance.
Fooling us all.
You wear the mask of Pretense
Also a mask of irksome Fuss,
Always chatter and flatter;
Say what does it matter,
as long as it seems hotness.
You wear the garb of Fortitude
Pout, strut, boast and flaunt
Scorn sentimentality,
No one you need nor want,
One day unable to peel
the masks,
You will be blinded, perhaps
Too late for help to ask.
drowned in a dark pit
of your delusions!
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ReplyDeleteI really liked the kind of image which the title conveys, however, I'm a little confused over your usage of the term 'hotness'.
ReplyDeleteI like how it is just the title which reveals the layers of the poem and how the poem itself is just addressing the mask wearer
ReplyDeleteWith every stanza it gets more difficult to unmask."You prance and dance
ReplyDeleteLive it up in a short-lived trance."
stays like a hangover!
With every stanza it gets more difficult to unmask."You prance and dance
ReplyDeleteLive it up in a short-lived trance."
stays like a hangover!