See through my lies,

Know me for the face that truly hides,

For skin deep is only an expression,

Used to ridicule ones self,

A twisted montage of nothingness,

A barrier held up by invisible hands,

Blinding all to purity,

Fathom the bizarre,

Persecute the fickle,

My lies are nothing compared to your malcontent,

So fantasise about me,

Wish I was something you could own,

Something you could control,

But know that I am nothing you would ever want to know inside and out,

For what hides beneath,

Will feast upon your soul….