Beneath the fabric, shrouded in mystery,
Lies a world of secrets, untold and unseen.
The masks we wear, a silent history,
Of dreams deferred, and places we’ve been.

In crowded rooms, amidst the chatter,
We hide our truths behind crafted smiles.
The stories untold, the hearts that shatter,
Concealed beneath layers, mile by mile.

Each mask a canvas, painted with care,
A reflection of strength, of battles fought.
We wear them proudly, yet still aware,
Of the vulnerability they’ve wrought.

And when night falls, and solitude calls,
We lay our masks gently by our side.
Embracing the freedom as each facade falls,
Revealing the soul we no longer hide.