A charltan smile painted across her lips
a golden mask to hide her face
bright red lips to feign practical joy
beautiful clothing to hide the uglyness within
and a soft gown to muffle the screams inside
Deep inside the lie cease and the truth begins
a hurt and tortured spirit cries out for love
though none is ever given
not even a thought of it
The days pass and things worsen
the heart begins to rot and fade away
sorrow and worry fills the void
what can be done for such a person?
beautiful and seemingly happy on the outside
but scared and alone on the inside
What elixer can fix such a sickness?
But what is the infection that causes it...?
A Paracite that never leaves it's host...
a golden mask to hide her face
bright red lips to feign practical joy
beautiful clothing to hide the uglyness within
and a soft gown to muffle the screams inside
Deep inside the lie cease and the truth begins
a hurt and tortured spirit cries out for love
though none is ever given
not even a thought of it
The days pass and things worsen
the heart begins to rot and fade away
sorrow and worry fills the void
what can be done for such a person?
beautiful and seemingly happy on the outside
but scared and alone on the inside
What elixer can fix such a sickness?
But what is the infection that causes it...?
A Paracite that never leaves it's host...
