Shadows cover my face
It’s no warm embrace
In case you didn’t notice,
I am not a pompous little lotus.
I see what some cannot
The hours passing through an empty lot
This place is far from home
But what really is this place called “home”
If every hour I spend alone?
Can beauty or light shine upon my face?
One that hides in shadows beyond this place.
Do not expect what I cannot give
For then your faith will be short-lived
Don’t come before me and expect the world
For I will whirl your perception of truth
Please don’t act as if you care,
Like the world is full of aspirations of those full of innocence
Because then you will be the only one unaware
If I stand before you, do not expect anything of me
For living is all the use I’ll be
My smile is a hoax
My eyes are bleeding, pleading, but misleading of my smile
For they are truthful
In fact, the most truth you will ever regard
For I am a mime
Voice trapped, but spirit open
Eyes focused on telling a story
A story of emotions blazing thick through you
They are the gateway to sincerity:
Sincerity of the mind, heart, and soul
So, if you’ve come for the truth
Don’t rely on the smile that speaks lies and trickery,
Only concentrate on the soulful gateway that speaks not what you want to hear,
But speaks what must be released upon the ears who can bear its misery.