• Smiling
    As you parade about
    Yesterday’s torment
    Today a new target
    As you point
    While you laugh
    You try to hide
    That you’re nothing

    They can see through you
    Clear glass and empty window pane
    Empty compassion
    Hollow mind
    Not your precious jacket
    Not even that plastic smile
    Nothing covers
    Nothing for long

    Facades peel
    Just as paint
    Under all the pretty color
    Through all the layers
    All revealed
    And stained walls beneath