I was a faceless beauty,
In a faceless town,
Watching the skyline for salvation,
But finding pacifiying peace,
Because nobody knew who I was,
And therefore I could be no one
Other than myself--
It is a strange thing to describe,
Or transcribe,
But I found that I can't transcend,
Because it was only a clever,
Passing phase--
I shall miss the time gone by.
I found this pretty desire,
Wrapped up inside of me,
And it gave way to a direction,
And now my heart won't let go,
But I didn't feel the fear
Until now,
Pulsing deadly through
And through my mind,
Like a promise of forever
That can never be.
I am hidden in my talents,
Begging refuge in misdirection,
Performing diversion
After diversion,
Just to keep the peace in line,
Seeking to please everyone,
Everyone but myself--
But clearly,
There are two shadows
Who will not understand,
And it is simply because they don't seek,
And my counsel remains unspent,
Unregarded,
Undefined by lack of wanted definition,
Therefore I am considered nothing,
Nothing beyond what is sightly seen.
I have never found a dream
That matched perfection
With any other,
From head to toe,
And from heart to soul,
Because everything is founded
In unique differentiation,
But pretenses fall mightily,
Like cascading shattered glass,
And you cannot make diamonds
Out of sandpaper--
Will the truth always be hidden so?
The plot thickens as the story's told,
And untold,
Shifting in pre-planned directions,
Because everything must follow suit,
According to somebody else's plan,
But there is no decency in fixed preceptions,
And I've all but lied to keep my place,
But lately learned in a different location,
As I wore a faceless mask,
One dark-eyed beauty among a fairer lot:
Even idols fall,
Gold-plated smiles chipping and fading,
As illusion after illusion fails to stick,
And reality is re-defined,
I know now that I wear this,
My truth,
Unlike any other,
And therefore I must choose,
Either to continue this way,
Or make folly of this pretense--
And I strangely wonder,
What waits for me,
On the other side of this decision.
In a faceless town,
Watching the skyline for salvation,
But finding pacifiying peace,
Because nobody knew who I was,
And therefore I could be no one
Other than myself--
It is a strange thing to describe,
Or transcribe,
But I found that I can't transcend,
Because it was only a clever,
Passing phase--
I shall miss the time gone by.
I found this pretty desire,
Wrapped up inside of me,
And it gave way to a direction,
And now my heart won't let go,
But I didn't feel the fear
Until now,
Pulsing deadly through
And through my mind,
Like a promise of forever
That can never be.
I am hidden in my talents,
Begging refuge in misdirection,
Performing diversion
After diversion,
Just to keep the peace in line,
Seeking to please everyone,
Everyone but myself--
But clearly,
There are two shadows
Who will not understand,
And it is simply because they don't seek,
And my counsel remains unspent,
Unregarded,
Undefined by lack of wanted definition,
Therefore I am considered nothing,
Nothing beyond what is sightly seen.
I have never found a dream
That matched perfection
With any other,
From head to toe,
And from heart to soul,
Because everything is founded
In unique differentiation,
But pretenses fall mightily,
Like cascading shattered glass,
And you cannot make diamonds
Out of sandpaper--
Will the truth always be hidden so?
The plot thickens as the story's told,
And untold,
Shifting in pre-planned directions,
Because everything must follow suit,
According to somebody else's plan,
But there is no decency in fixed preceptions,
And I've all but lied to keep my place,
But lately learned in a different location,
As I wore a faceless mask,
One dark-eyed beauty among a fairer lot:
Even idols fall,
Gold-plated smiles chipping and fading,
As illusion after illusion fails to stick,
And reality is re-defined,
I know now that I wear this,
My truth,
Unlike any other,
And therefore I must choose,
Either to continue this way,
Or make folly of this pretense--
And I strangely wonder,
What waits for me,
On the other side of this decision.



