The Veneer
The Veneer
A smile
that just doesn't quite reach,
the teeth gleam,
while the eyes are dull and lifeless.
These are the veneers that fill our world.
We wander around,
cheerfully greeting our enemies.
Asking redundant questions
that we dont care about the answers to.
These are the veneers
that fill our world.
I'm gonna mean what I say.
I'm gonna say what I mean.
I'm gonna smile to my eyes.
Today's going to be different.
Tearing down the veneers,
that fill our world.
Copyright © Natalie Jones | Year Posted 2009
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