you don’t know me…

bird

a bird with a broken wing,
i exist cool and unaffected
on the surface – with smiles
painting my face, yet not reaching
my eyes – where you can see
the turmoil that dwells within.
unless you will care to delve deep,
you will never know the me inside.

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