A Life of Lies

A life of lies
An echoed ghost
Of what's supposed to be
Of who I am
And who I was
And who I want to be

A life of pretence
Thoughts and feelings
Hidden from the world
But most importantly
Kept secret, silent
And hidden from Myself.

To face that mirror
To see inside
I no longer recognize
The silhouette of My life
That returns the stare
Emptily back at Me

And all the while
I convince Myself
It matters not
And all will be just fine
And yet deep inside
I know that I am living

A life that is a lie.