Man Without a Face
THE MAN WITHOUT A FACE
Here I am, the man with out a face.
I have no face for you to laugh at.
No face so I can't see your smirk.
I have no mouth to speak my mind.
I am the man without a face.
I am the man that you see as a disgrace.
I was left alone at the age of one.
Because a man without a face doesn't want to be seen with anyone.
The man without a face can't cry.
The man without a face just wonders why.
In my mind I try to see.
I try to see if I had a face where would my life be.
How I wish I had tears.
How I wish I never had these fears.
I am the man without a face.
So I'll just move away.
Here I am, the man without a face.
And I won't even say goodbye.
I'll just ask why
Copyright © John Throckmorton | Year Posted 2011
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