You hear my sophisticated words and assume me to be grand
You learn of my learnedness and presume me to be pompous
You notice my radiant smile and covet its source
What is observed is not always true
What is said may well be mimicked behavior
What may be external verification for a poor rudderless interior
It all resides in the unsaid
The things that remain unsaid
The behaviors that are motivated by compliance
Lest you invest the time to consider…
Beneath the shiny exterior
Lies a fragile heart
A fragmented soul
A mind. So tired. So tired of trying to figure it all out.
To make it work.
Despite all odds.
And tomorrow the sun will rise.
To be sure.
To be sure
She wears a wry smile.
Lifts her head and sojourns into the farcical home we call reality