What you see is not my reality
Your perception is a deception
You only see with your eyes
Gaze deeper to see the depth below me
The surface is a plain upon which
I craft your vision to stop and look no further
The curl of my hair
The red on my lips
The hue of my lids
The smile in the corner
This superficial appearance is but a cloak
Concealing what lies below
A transient house that I decorate
To fool your senses into believing
What you see somehow fits
The reality of what I am hiding beneath.
When my outward façade
Stops you in your tracks and
You never go deeper into
The real reality of me
Then I am doomed to hide myself
In this masquerade I have created.
So this shattered woman’s heart
This fragmented soul is never perceived
The strengths I have hidden
Below where you stop
Never rise up in the victory
I was meant to partake.
Underneath the disguise is
A little girl who still seeks
The Father’s heart
Who still hungers for
The encouraging Word
Who still desires
The Truth
Who still yearns for
The Son
Who is just like you when undone.