We all wear a mask
of joy and care,
To keep what stirs beneath unseen,
Hidden where no eyes can reach.
Yours looked like kindness,
Soft with light and laughter.
I didn’t notice at first
The faint unrest behind your smile,
The quiet weight of jealousy and anger.
Then came the cracks
An odd glance,
A sharper word.
The fracture widened slowly,
Until the mask could no longer hold.
When it broke,
Everything you had all tumbled out,
And the hurt fell where love once lived.
You called me sister,
And I believed you.
You tried to repair what shattered,
To smooth the sharp edges,
To make it a perfect whole again.
But I still see through the missing pieces,
The dark shadows no one could see
The truth they could no longer hide.
Christine Jepsen • Nov 29, 2025 at 1:53 pm
WOW !!!!!