That is the sum of me.
I do not mine the exposure of my mind.
To have some find me
A fool sometimes.
But they can not see
From the eyes of this fool…
A shallowness they perceive,
Is deep under this skin.
And travels far beyond them!
As they conceive a life they live…
On surfaces of thin density.
Without probing thoughts…
To exchange or relay.
Since masks hiding hollowness,
Is all they have chosen to portray!
And I am perfectly okay,
To fit within any…
And to sit and dip,
With all depthless masquerades!