What a façade you wear on your face,
A mask that sheaths a killer smile,
Eyes that sneer and mock
Because you've got them fooled.
Crying, you make them weep,
Screaming, you make them scared,
Fighting, you make them outraged.
They are mere clay puppets in your hands.
The world is your stage,
Casting light upon accusations,
Playing the role of the victim,
Manipulating society's sheep.
But through all of their sympathizing and pity
And your glutton for attention,
You've belittled yourself in others' eyes.
Your "strength" is nothing but weakness.
