Nobody ever knew how to describe her
To most, she existed
Not acquaintance, not friend, just there
But you couldn’t just describe her as existing,
Setting her apart in this category
would make it seem as if
she existed and others were somehow
on another level, that they did more
Were better in ways she didn’t know
The truth was, no one knew the real her
They accepted too many facades to count
Too many white lies with traits changing to match
One might say she was a liar, but it didn’t seem to fit
Certainly, she had told lies, but to discount her
for doing something everyone had done
at what point or another
would set her apart, when she’s no different
What then is her description?
Adapter? Shifter? No, those didn’t work
Why? They give no identity to her
Only her actions
What then should we call her?
How do you give a name to something you
How many facades, how many layers
before you get to the real one?
What if she didn’t even know herself?
If she’d lost herself in disguise,
where did that leave her?
Nameless, a name to something without one
Perhaps someday that would change