False Identity

Hiding in a,
Colorful, rainbow cloak.
The cloak hides the true,
The dark, grotesque, desolate reality.

The outside glitters shinier than gold,
The inside as shiny as rust on a cloudy day.
Hiding darker-than-midnight thoughts,
With smiles and laughs.

What part is real,
What part is a bunch of lies?
No one knows,
But the person who wears the cloak.

The outside protects its loved ones,
While the inside self-destructs.
No one knows the truth,
Unless they aggressively rip it off.