Beautiful
Isn't it Beautiful being all alone?
My body is living and my heart isn't my own
It's just fake smiles I have ever known
Pasted on my face with a saddened moan
I have found a land where my name is cloned
Laid down on my bed looking at my grey stone
Isn't it Beautiful when one is sinful?
Given in to our desires looking so pitiful
Living our lives thinking it's so blissful
Trying so hard to solve life's riddles
Never has my lies become so skillful
Now all i can do is watch the life whittle
Isn't it Beautiful when one has been lost for years?
A long journey that feeds my fears
Nobody around to lend me their ears
A captioned lie to feed my hungry tears
Not one or two but many volunteered
Watch as this glow disappears
Isn't it Beautiful when it's all unknown?
My fascade has been well honed
Or has it? I don't even know
I am false and I need to be atoned
Shredded to pieces, shredded to bones
A place that was once called my own
And they greeted 'Welcome home'
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