THE BOY WITH
MANY FACES


You have that face of the tortured
And ever so deep within your eyes.
The dumb down eyed candy
The obscene demon I despise.
You face my best and my worst
You face the faith I hold on you
You have a face for disappointment
And a face for feeling new
(You have a face for everything)
But you really don’t feel
Do you?

I want to kill you
‘Cause you did not break the silence
You did not break the glass
You did not grant the chance
To dance towards our past

I killed you…

You have that heart-rending face
Of “will you hug me if you please?”
The not knowing eyes
Of the burns you use to tease
You use that face to light me up
You use that face to tear me down
You face the facts with smiles
You face the love from thousand miles
You have a face for everything
But I really can’t tell
Can I?

I like you.
Why can’t this be beautiful?

You’re my shut-eyed ghost
I’m the wrinkles when you frown
Your presence lifts me up
And free-falls-me-down.

If your hands tremble or I’m able to hear you breathe
I know I’ll want rescue, but no alarm calls, please.

I killed you.
Why can’t this be beautiful?