Phony smiles,
Fake hellos,
Hidden smirks…
I flinched at the sight.
Blithe parlance,
Pleasant facades,
Ostentations…
Hypocrisy’s the theme.
Flamboyant gaits,
Faux applauds,
Ulterior motives…
“Only the fit survive.”
Realization dawned on me…
I must join the masquerade.
*2007