Thought of the day

Life's a facade.
I am an actor.
People are acting.
I can no longer tell what's real.
Therefore I often misunderstand.

He is proud.
We have changed.
Fingers are pointing.
I can no longer tell his mind.
Is he distressed and hiding?
Am I thinking too much?

I look upon myself as different.
I am not those that know not that they are not in full capacity.
he says, a fool will not know that he is one.
Am I the fool or is it him?

They are hard to fathom.

One looks like she does not understand.
I had the impression that she doesn't.
Then again, I changed my mind.
I now think that she does.
Or does she?
The many layers of truth.
Who is the winner in the mind games?