Mimicry

In the place where shadows dance and play, The story is cleverly disguised in the light of day.

Beneath the canopy, whispers sway the leaves,

A life hidden. The dance of the butterfly comes to a pause.

Confusion is perceived as allure, And the mesmerized audience, on a tightrope of cunning, forgets what it's seeing.

All appearances lead to misunderstanding. Distancing from the truth. Invisible when eyes are closed.