Façade

Because all we are

To anyone else,

Is another blurred face

In the crowd.

Hidden and yet

In plain sight,

For all that we truly are

Is hidden beneath.

Nothing but a façade

To the uncaring,

Unthinking world

Around us.

Your world is

If nothing else,

Is simply yours to

Create and enhance.

If you live

Only for others,

You cannot be considered

As truly living.