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Veneer


My life is a veneer
A coating of the highest quality.
It disguises the real me
Sheltering quietly beneath.
Just one thin layer of normality
Before the rubble below.
Insecurity is a terrible burden
When it’s the last thing
Anybody expects there to be.
But when I can be free,
When I write or run,
The veneer falls away, comes unglued,
And I can express myself
Without eyes boring into my mind.
At least I have that outlet,
And for that I am grateful.
Not everybody has,
And they are only one thin layer
Away from collapsing!
Never judge; never belittle;
Always smile; always try to understand.
The veneer is only skin deep and
A heart beats beneath it.

(Image courtesy Google images)