It is indeed astonishing
How with the creases of time
For no reason or rhyme
We acquire with perfection
The fine art of deception
How we learn to conceal
And begin to concoct what to reveal
How those unfathomable eyes
Mask a thousand naked lies
Beneath a lot of noise and din
We learn to drown the
Zephyr storm brewing within
Below a visage as calm as a saint
There is seething rage threatening to taint
We cook up tales and disguises we don
Furtively rejoicing it’s the world we’re out to con
Until the day we wake up and figure
All our lives we’ve only hoodwinked
our reflections in the mirror
🙂 oh yes so true .. and some people are s odeceptive they will rip ur heart out ..
Nicely said! Thank you!