My Flawless Facade

The lips wear a smile, a practiced art,
A perfect mask to hide my falling apart.
I've learned to hide the truth with such grace,
No hint of sadness on this face.

The eyes, too, have learned to hold the ache,
Forgetting how to let a single tear escape.
I've used my eyes, a fragile shield,
So the pain I hold won't ever be revealed.

The face is set, a canvas of quiet grace,
No emotion can ever escape this space.
I hold it steady, so no one can see,
The vulnerable state that's hiding in me.

But every night, in the dark, I fall apart,
A lonely chaos in a lonely heart.
I dread the rising sun, the morning light,
And the broken pieces I'm still trying to hide.