Glances across the room
Body language of curiosity
How it all provokes our minds
We try not stare, or make it seem like we are
Interested in what we see
So we turn the other way
And make them believe
That what we feel
Is nothing, nothing at all
The games we play isn't it a ball?
Confrontation, and false conversation
And impression we try to make
We be anything but our honest selves, too caught up in
Being fake.
Our best selves, we try to be, so interesting so full of life.
Please o Please…I'd make a good wife.
Hiding our imperfection, our own scars
Let's hide the true beauty, the real women that we are
Let's put on more make up and show some skin
Let's lose a little weight, let's stay thin
Grow more beautiful, that's what it will be
It's all about the exterior, what only the eye can see.
Well see that's what seems to matter anyway, when in first meeting.
We have come to believe, that everything is in the first greeting.
What ever happened to knowing the soul, the mind, and the heart.
Let's do something different, we'll do a different start.

by: Trizh
posted by Leon at 8:21 PM