Do you do it for yourself
Do you do it for people to look at you
And if no one was watching would you do it at all Sadness solitude
Status quo platitudes
Falling on deaf ears
Held over childhood fears
Talk it out make sure you’re being heard
Or do the actions speak for themselves
Is anyone paying attention
What happens when you’re by yourself
Where is the peace of mind
Is there acceptance over time
Live life your own or follow along
How do they look at you
Whose watching the things you do
Does it help you sleep by closing your eyes
Brush all the warts out of the frame
Perform the role and take a bow, collect the praise
But do they really seem amused
Do the all roses flatter you?
When they wilt, they leave an empty vase
Sweep all the hunger into frame
Pass out a pittance, strike a pose, collect acclaim
Power always condescends
All accomplices no friends
All accomplishment is just a filtered lie wither on the vine