The creation of our comfort.
What we use to hide,
All the flaws we see inside.
Masked by a film of tilted perfection.
And expensive taste.
Weighted by a crooked grin,
Embarrassment tucked in the crevices of our teeth.
Thank you, Mr. Jack Daniels,
We appreciate your contribution.
Mother always said,
"The biggest liar is your mind."
Words so wise,
Though demons shine like justice,
As if birds were pecking at my brain.
Those wounds must be bandaged,
Through any remedy,
Society is obsessed with a quick-fix,