Divided Unity

Veil

I hide beneath a veil

Of woven, weighted stars

It flashes red and gold

But you all see it as white

You'd think I'd walk the aisle

With this veil of weighted stars

While the flutes and cellos play

Instead of standing in silence

I hide beneath a veil

Of spoken, hated lies

It's black in charcoal shades

Now you can't see my face

You'd think I'd watch the graves

With this veil of onyx hue

While the rain descends from above

Instead of dancing in the strobe

I hide beneath a veil

Of light and feathered wings

You might spot them in my reflection

Or on the wall I stand beside

You'd think yourself a bit crazy

With the things that you might see

While you ponder about your own sight

Instead of seeing the real me.