As I walk on dirtied sidewalk, I see house after house.
Every third or so has a flag waving in the wind.
Front yards are flooded with light and cameras hide on every corner.
Desperate to keep out the darkness.
Desperate to not show the darkness within.
You can see the perfectly placed pictures in the window.
The perfect life.
Or so it seems…
The later it gets the faster the curtains are pulled closed.
I’ll let you see enough into my “perfect” life that you’ll actually believe it was perfect.
If you stepped inside you might actually see the shattered remnants of the mask I wear.
As i keep walking, scared eyes look at me through the blinds.
I’m walking in freedom but you’re locked inside.
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