nothing there to see

we live in a world
of insecurity.

of look at me.
we scream for the focus
to be on us.

we post, we send, we present
ourselves
in the kindest of
light.

it's all image,
not what lies beyond
the skin.

we wash and clean, we
scrub and polish.

we spend our lives wanting
praise from others.

look at what i've done,
what i've bought,
what i've hung
upon the wall.

look at all the people that
love and admire me.

it's all a mirage, a charade,
behind
the mask
there is nothing there to
see.