This being is a hiding place
Where I might not be known
Where I deny the being
Into which I’ve grown
A picture I can stand behind
A picture. Paper thin.
As pretty as a picture
A life that I’m not in


Protection from the atmosphere
Shelter from the rain
A bandage for the bleeding
Comfort for the pain
Hiding here behind the walls
Elaborate disguise
My lips, you see them moving
But you can’t see my eyes

But the picture it is fading
The walls are tumbling down
There’s light behind the curtain
Behind the mask, the clown
So you can see my shadow
In a certain light
For I know that I betray myself
With every word I write


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