The smile is my disguise
laughter is my distraction
trying to keep up appearances in front of you
so that you won't see what lies beneath
I fear to expose the criminal,
the one that took you away for so long
yet wish you would see it without me having to try
Avoiding the soft oceans of your eyes
because I know within my own the truth would be there
showing you, if you looked long enough
exactly how broken I have become
And so I play the role of friend,
the Joker, the Liar,
to keep myself from dying again.
Deana Rode
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2008-liar/
