hollow show

I wear the mask,

I know my lines.

A smile here,

A laugh there.

They joke, I nod.

They cry, I blink.

But I never feel,

Not how they think.

Inside is quiet,

Cold, still…

A stage, built in lights,

Lights I cannot make shine.

I mimic love,

I mimic pain,

But nothing real

Runs through my veins.