The actors,
Not we all are?
Performing with the finest of our knack
To deceive the assessment of other
About you
To demonstrate a vague depiction of YOU
In the mind of the other
Why cant YOU can be the unfeigned I
Why can’t I amputate this atypical theatrical mask?
And with poise unfold my bona fide view
Why can’t I laugh my earsplitting laughter?
In the times of happiness
And sing a song of my own in the middle of a broken road
And dance to its beat with the alien steps
Fear, is it?
Of being misread
Or being discussed about
Whatever is it?
The one who loses the thrill of living
Is YOU
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