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House Of Glass
Will you start to see me?
Will you try to know?
The things I've tried to tell you
When you turn from me and go
To the world of glass
A house of transparency
Where the lips move
But the tongue can never speak
Where the faces shine
Through the bluish guilted windows
Cold, unfeeling, dead
Although nobody knows
Will you try to see me?
When will you start to show
My words have any effect
Or will I never know?
You're in the house of royals
Each puppet wears a crown
Each thrown is made of gold
Every eye gazing down
And out of the house of faces
Of light, of beauty, lies
I stare in through the window
And try to meet your eyes
I can see the crown of rubies
So heavy that your wear
But you sit up straight, regardless
Of the weight you bear
Will I never see you?
The way I see myself?
Or will you ever be a picture
Collecting dust up on the shelf
Your beauty captured forever
Your false smile perfected
The frame will break, the glass will crack
The inkstain bled out, infected
In the house of faces
Of blind, conceited thoughts
You're the king over them all
But I know you're not
Stop
Stare
Past the glass
Past the walls
Throw the crown away
Push the throne away
Gold will fall harder
Stand
Come
Come
COME!
Shatter
And now you see me
My gown a tattered rag
Barely hiding who I am
A scarred and empty hag
And now you know me
Past the scraps and dirt
Tear the mask away
Hold me close and hurt
Me, tear me, slap me
You know who I am
Jealous, ugly, venemous
I'm poison to your hands
And now you see me
My web's ensnared your mind
Welcome to the house of reality
And leave your life behind
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