Plain truth Through your eyes Says you Are thyself Your eyes say What is not Not your face did personify You are not you someone else Someone else's reflection Reflection of what can't be Can't be true these Acrid Arts It's all said Said but done For what mind fears is pain Pain and sorrow do they know They are still my best friends You are not but someone else... Someone else's reflection Reflection of what can't be Can't be true these Acrid Arts Every day as I rise Concealing the lies Where we go from here Memories walking by A moment of denial Of an emotion A time for the peripheral to become central A joy not faced by tears far left behind Look back to collect The pictures of your time