*SATIRE SOUL*
I smile with my eyes closed,
When the world is looking at me,
But when its face turns away,
The demons under my pillow,
Come crawling on my bed,
And I welcome them,
With happiness and malice.
My soul is like the sky,
It glows under the sun and stars,
But most of the time,
Its filled with clouds,
That defines my rage and vegence.
I do things to please the masses,
So they wont turn their heads to look at me,
When I starb them at the back,
And come to comfort their contorted faces,
So I could laugh in their pain,
With my heart thumping up for joy,
And my face twisted with tears for their eyes,
To find unity that is never there.
I smile at their sadness,
For it gives me greater joy,
Filling my cup with victory,
On their suffering.
My soul mirrors the darkness,
With my face giving out light,
They will never know its me breaking them down,
And pretend to build them up,
So I could derive more pleasure in their downfall.