Friday, August 27, 2010

Mask

Shoved into the right hue
Weaknesses begin to show
Hide under the mask you made
Live behind your false facade
Now the questions pierce you
Deepening newly found flaws
Falling splinters of colored glass
Won’t make a stable house
The minds of the people are getting stronger
Excuse me Miss, but you’re beginning to crumble
Burning rays start to sear your flesh
Cover your eyes
It's all too much
You are exposed
Revealed for all to see
And as the light begins to fade
Ashes are all that's left of the mask you made