Quiet Beauty

We lie  in our quiet beauty

Afraid of what may come to be

Hiding behind a mask of confusion

We do not see what other's see



Life in our world spins around us

We see not what rings true

Seen is only the outer layers

Attitudes change from crimson to blue



Strength is a matter of opinion

Personality clashes with thinking

Arrogance takes on a humanity

We sit in our corners, quietly drinking



Our once quiet beauty makes itself known

With the sudden clash of life's gong

Yet we continue on our way

Living out our pre-determined song

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is written about all of the plastic people who try to act so great but really are void of meaning within their lives.

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