our secret lives
and secret loves..
secret wrinkles
of our souls and bodies..
where are our true
and real lives?
I ask..
where are we truly us
and where's only our mask?

I wanted to reveal
our shadow-lines
I wanted to mock
our secret lives
but sadness prevailed..
there's nothing to laugh at
and to despise
that's not our business
who 'lives' where
and who where 'dies'..
sometimes
we ourselves don't know
where are our chains
where are our bonds
and where are lies