Deception

Masked as a masquerade Getting ready to raid Wearing a plastic smile Bearing a well packaged missile Like a chameleon Covered with many colours Without one true colour Liking to be cunny Allergic to light Holding darkness so tight A smiling sadness Hidden in the cocoon of self Advices with the intent of vices And smashes the face With a slice of shame Leaving behind doses of bitterness Mimicry is the hobby Wanting people to lobby If you fall a prey Sit up and learn