Glorious Perception

The real you underneath The tumour hiding beneath the surface Secreting poison into the blood Toxin controlling every motivation The knife should cut the malignancy out Hide it under the rug Mould the clay and be reborn anew No one has to know Accomplishments aplenty throughout life The gold, the glory has never shined bright enough Shined bright enough to cleanse the shame Patchwork of moss concealing the truth Others behaving in this way would be put to the pyre Burnt away Sacrificed as an offering to self happiness Lies So desperate for affection they would tolerate just about anything In the distance people thinking the world of them They will not notice It does not make sense The soundproof box a sanctuary The blindfold a choice What is real and what is not? When the shadows descend and the whispers are all around They imagine the dark The light switched off by their own doing The self loathing necessary to function They would forget themselves The fear they would feel nothing at all without it But the greatest mistake of all is believing the mistake is them This stranger, this alien who does not belong in this world Their error the denial that someone may genuinely love them Their self worth Their beauty Only depicted in the mirror of another gentle soul