Poem: Be real

The exhaustion of seeing through façades 
Fades away the pain of the day 
Until you forget that your pain
Was reality and not the mask itself. 

When living in a world of falsities, 
What truly sets reality apart from… reality?

What makes the face you put on your faux-pas, 
When in reality that’s all I know of you?

Don’t tell me that’s not how you are, 
When that’s how you talk, 
When that’s how you act. 

Talk as you act as you feel. 
For christ’s sake, be real. 

I’m tired of these games. 

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