Like pictures in an exhibition,
We are all on parade.
To those we love the most,
We put on the greatest of charades.
When was there a time,
When we ourselves were the greatest lie?
Never mind this,
Just hang your head and sigh.
Like animals in a circus,
We have our greatest trick.
Invisibility or any kind of stunt,
But it will never be enough to cure us of the sick.
History repeats itself
Whenever you grieve,
Take the day
And seize.
Like fake frowns,
We can't help but smile.
Why don't you sit here
And stay awhile?
The pain of knowing
What cannot be seen,
Makes us wonder,
What could be so obscene?
Hiding from our eyes, in plain sight
Where will you go
When they decide to fight
And then what will you know?
You are not the victim here,
You are the instigator.
Your name must be seared
Into the back of them
So you know what you have done.
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