Fake

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I enrolled myself
to become part of your
fictitious life
to feel lonely and dejected
to feel unwanted
distorted
breathing  just to survive

I am decked up
under false pretenses
and shining those
fake smiles
and forced grin
passing cheers to everyone
or anyone
who seems akin.

Happy to be your arm candy
and feeling whole
to be called as a trophy wife
I lived every single day
lapping up as a disguise

Those shimmering
jewels and stones
the brightness of those
can leave you blinded
were able to attract everybody
and left me blindsided.

Wishing to give the chaos in my life
a pause, a temerity.
Never realized  the moment
when I traded happiness of my life
with my security.

Photo by Markus Spiske on Unsplash

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