Masks

Sometimes a fake smile, sometimes a forced grin
Yesterday I had to put on a face that looked grim
Just now, am supposed to lock my brow - show interest
Tomorrow, I'll have to pull them up - in mock jest

Big room, big egos - a face that's pliable
Small room, eager eyes - a face that looks reliable
Talked down, don't agree - but face shows agreement
Asked anew, don't know - but face looks omniscient

Today I want to rip the layers of pretence
and search for my real face
I take off one mask and another and so on it goes
till I'm staring at nothing but empty space.