Mannequins of Society

Solid mannequins stand in the shop of society wearing clothes that they think is right to wear because of the sheep. Being put, put in poses and having photos taken of there empty faces. They're everywhere surrounding me in places, faces I can't distinguish. People are mannequins until you paint on them. But I don't like painting on society mannequins, they're all the same living the same life as everyone else. Being strung along in the illusion of society. Trends, blends, unwanted friends for a meaningless social security to fit in is what they do thus making them mannequins that stand in the shop of society wearing clothes that they think is right to wear because of the sheep. Being put, put in poses and having photos taken of there empty faces.