MASQUARADE

Quiet only for her,a hush i wear like a mask,
While strangers see a light i never had to ask for.
I lie to her face,soft as smoke,to guard a happiness i secretly broke.
My affection a locked room,half despair,half disguise,
When will i hand her the key,and free her from my lies?
The clock keeps no secrets,though i keep mine well,time is a debt collector,and i can feel it swell.
I can't stay hidden in this fantasy i've
Spun,
Some door will open,some truth will come undone.
Reality is patience.It always waits it turn.
One day she'll see the fire i let quietly burn.