The Disguise

Houses, like people
Look you strait in the eye
And deceive you

Look at the beauty
That kisses your eyes
White house, blue shutters
Wild flowers tamed, yet free
And the scenic gardens
Seemingly protecting the glee

Hope wells inside
And conjures dreams of a better life

But there are cracks in their foundations
Ones too small for passer byes to see
These flaws are hidden so carefully
Burying the truth alive
Interchanging them with lies

Every day they deny
Comforting themselves through lies
Their world’s alright
And it’s not ending tonight
And their houses won’t fall
Not this night

But on the inside
Tear drenched beams
Sag under the weight of the lies
Disguising turmoil within
The human and the home

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