Recognizing Reality

Poetry Challenge: Valentines Poem

If I should see an angel on a dish
About the size of any mid-sized fish,
I hope I’d be inclined to hesitate
Before I eat what’s on that dinner plate.

Masked

I am not who you see
Not who you think me to be
The real me, no one knows
If anyone cares, no one shows

It’s easy to feed lies
When I have a disguise
I can’t even tell who I am
My personality is just a scam

It’s become routine to keep up the act
It no longer takes any effort to enact
I’ve become victim of my own devise
And it’s leading me to my demise

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