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….
