Masquerade

Bottle it all up tight
And throw away the key.
Put on a happy face
For everyone to see.

Push back the silent tears;
Ignore your bleak despair.
Dress up in perfect style
From toe tip to your hair.

Show them what they want to see –
A happy, perfect life.
You’re the best girl around –
A model mom and wife.

They do not know or care
That you are really dead,
Filled not with happiness
But misery instead.

Bottle it all up tight
And throw away the key.
Put on a happy face
For everyone to see.

Another one from the archives.

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