Underneath It All

Soaring up high observing all the naughty and nice,

Peering downwardly as my caring anger they entice.

Wishing to scream out appreciate what you’ve got,

You must make the most don’t brood at what not.

Realising afterwards that I was once one of them,

Now presently knowing not to rush and condemn.

Previously I naively assumed everything in my life,

Being completely oblivious to others pain and strife.

Seldom people are what envision the raw naked eye,

Look deeper buried beneath the false laugh and cry.

An exposed defenceless spirit is concealed at the core,

Break through the masquerade to uncover the flaw.

Copyright By Dayna