Smile for an incadescent audience...


I see me

Not a me I want to see...

but a me that I can't unseen

A me that is viewed as incadescant in the eyes of the profane

A me that sins to fit in with people that believe

Money speaks louder than morality

A me that covers the thoughts

in my head from the judgemental ears of

others that may be listening

in fear that the

disparaging words

that peep from their mouth's with seduce my mind to

believe my tongue is

the fault in my life

Because In my corrupt mind

I am striving for an incadescent life...

And smiling for an incadescent audience..

So I hide my unseen life with a smile for the camera lins

But don't show too much teeth! For you will be showing too much imperfection.

Strive for an incadescent life...

Smile for an incadescent audience...

Oh baby girl, don't show too much of your chest! For if you do-

You will be viewed as a whore.

Strive for an incadescent life...

Smile for an incadescent audience...

I cover me with a smile today.

But one day

I will not be afraid to show the me I want to see!

The me that clutches on to a fervent path down the

right road

The me that my mama buried 6 ft under always

wanted me to be.

But not today, no.

Today, only a smile will be shared...

A smile for an incadescent audience...




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