FACELESS II
I can have a smile that lies, but... -my eyes are still without color.
Without saying anything‐
What's worse?
A smile, that spouts lies?
OR...
A pair of truly, colorless eyes?
What shall I say?...
"I'm fine?"
OR...
That I am only a single step away from standing on the same side of reality as Mr. Grim‐
Whether my lies are accepted
or...
my honesty forgiven‐
I ask for the difference, but...
*sigh*
of course, I do actually care...
at least enough to be upset,
but not so sure that I'd place a bet‐
I stand here faceless...
Without making a sound‐
An expressionless face still speaks,
a stream of damaged consciousness...
Does it tell of a want for what comes after numbness?...
Does the sound of nothingness speak louder than any possible action?...
Shall I ask again?...
Without a word‐
What's worse?
A smile, that shouts lies?
OR...
A pair of truly, colorless eyes?
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