In shadows cast by whispered lies,
Where smiles conceal the truth that dies,
A mask is worn, a role to play,
Yet hearts grow heavy, day by day.
Behind the back, the words take flight,
A dance of darkness, veiled from sight,
With kindness feigned, intentions masked,
Inside the box, where dark prioritize.
Oh, how the heart yearns for the real,
A touch of warmth, a chance to heal,
To break the chains of pretense tight,
And find the courage to seek the light.
For in the depths of honest grace,
We find our strength, our rightful place,
So let us shed the veils we wear,
And speak our truths with love and care.
In unity, let trust be sown,
A garden where true hearts are grown,
For in the light of genuine art,
We find the beauty of the heart.