The Portrait She Painted -------------------------------------------
She hid behind fake faces
Thinking the illusion replaces
The reality of who SHE
Really is
Never acknowledging
The truth will always be exposed
Even when you refuse to unfold
The facts behind the fiction
Depiction of self morality
Gaining undignified personality
To put forth a persona
Of what she WANTS to be
Hiding from the portrait she's painted
Never emancipated in her own prosecutions
Putting forth falsified contributions
Of pollution to cloud her surroundings
There was something within
Telling her to pretend
To manipulate and misrepresent
To invent and not once resent
The infection of lies she supplies
Contaminating minds
With the lowest sense of ethic
Apathetic art displayed
As she craves the praise
Her own form of regressions
Soulless impressions
Waiting to engulf her
In the storm she self created
I think she needs new bags for her vacuum cleaner for she seems to be in a sort of blowing/sucking mode but not really being productive. Does that make sense?