by Rafael Domingues

Created on: September 20, 2010

Facade

The Me I see inside myself is not the Me you see despite yourself.

The facade I raise these days rains down this haze like rays

Of divine light that shines blinding bright into the windows of your soul.

Concealed inside this mind of mine you'd find this other side...

Dark, deceptive, and precisely perceptive to your flaws,

Receptive to that bleakness causing weakness inside your steady soul.

Forever at the ready to find and bind you, confine and blind you,

Capture your stature through rapture, then bid you adieu.

I am more than you perceived me to be, this I guarantee.

Now you see the Me I see inside, the Me I see fit to hide- to bind,

And in so doing you see the Me inside yourself itching be revived,

Beating at the walls of your mind trying to find a way to come alive

To survive, to thrive, contrive and connive, deprive and derive these

Perpetual pleasures that please the pupils minus the scruples used

By the many manic masses when manipulating miniature minds

In the hopes they will find a shadow of the innocence they left behind.

Living vicariously through their victims like a virus precariously positioned

And prone to pretending pleasantries to their other self. Deep inside a mind

That's shattered from stress, depressed, and obsessed they're unable to confess

That the single greatest sin that stains them so succinctly is simply envy.

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