The Unveiling
by Quiet
· 08/01/2026
Published 08/01/2026 10:56
In the office glass, I see a smile rehearsed,
like a show on the stage where the lines are dispersed.
A question arises, and my confidence wavers,
who am I really beneath all the favors?
Behind all the layers, I feel the divide,
a curtain of silence, emotions collide.
A mask I have worn, but at what heavy cost?
when the self I perform feels so hopelessly lost.