Silicone

Silicone

So many times I tired to hide behind a painted smile
Portrait of me, sitting still in a framed world for all to see
Brushed images of my world, stroked onto a canvas
Flowing sensation of life painted behind a painted smile

Just a framed piece of art
Hung in a gallery for all to admire
People come and go
Thanking the administrator for the show

You never tired to see behind my painted smile
If you see the stokes, I’d let you into the secret in me
But you only see what you will from me
Letting me continually freeze my image of a painted smile

Smiling while lying to the world
Smiling to convince the world
Smiling to bring ease back into my world
Smiling while lying, hiding, frighten

Repeated the action of my silicone state
So many things the public will take
So many times I’ve tried to make you understand
The painted smile is not all that is of me

So many times I tired to hide behind a painted smile
Silicone state of a portrait
Brushed onto a canvas for the next exhibit
Frozen in a time for the world to admire

Just a framed piece of art
Hung in a gallery for all to admire
People come and go
Thanking the administrator for the show

PkS © 2004