Empty

Her hollow pretense of happiness dictated the degree of her authenticity to the shallow world she walked.
This lifestyle seemingly freed her of anticipated hurts, yet left her feeling trapped in an unfamiliar territory.
In a moment of escape, she fled and allowed her strained smile to relinquish its pride to her true emotions.
She watched in disdain as this foreign character slowly faded into the reflection of her true self.
Shame took over as she called to mind the very reason she created such an appealing alias. 
Yet she knew she had to keep playing her self-created game and had to keep hoping that no one discovered it.
However, something deep within her longed for the very thing she hoped against.
Deep inside she craved to be found out and for her true self to come to Light.
She knew it would never happen; for as much as she hinted, everyone remained clueless, willingly or not.
With a deep breath of preparation, the facade covered over her reflection again, leaving her true self in a frown.
A smile drove itself onto her lips as she exhaled and walked back into the shallow reality she called life.