Beauty and perfection covering reality
I feel disconnected and alone.
but I look out and sees this intricate canvas,
decadent for all to see.
The pain is not visible from the surface.
Despair takes the shape of amusement.
Looking out, it seems so glamorous, and interesting.
How can you feel suffering but see light?
This life, this illusion, is not forgiving.
Looking out once more,
I am satisfied by what I see.
Look closer and realize,
I am looking in the mirror.
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