Fake
Fake
It’s sad that we can’t believe what we see day to day.
And the actors are always ready to put on a play.
They put on the charm and send a smile your way.
But when things come to an end, you know they were fake.
I pray that the light I see in your eyes is for me.
I pray your smile isn’t just a mask for me to see.
I pray the warmth I feel comes from your heart.
I pray together we finish what we start.
Only time will tell and that’s the chance we take.
May the same hold true for you and none be fake.
Copyright © Carl Rankin | Year Posted 2022
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