Warnings: Flash the red lights and sound the sirens! Beware, for I am
poetically inept! PG for just plain weirdness.
Summary: How well can one person really know another?
Blankface
What is it that you see
When you look right at me?
Do you see my mask
Of multicolored glee?
Or do you see the cracks
The craters in my guise?
Maybe you can see past the
False face that I call me.
Maybe you can see through
The imperfect disguise.
Maybe you can see me
In my unprotected form.
Maybe you can see the
Blank face beneath the mask.
Eyes that mourn forever.
Tears that fall to abyss.
The face that is hidden
For all eternity.
-Blankface
Blankface Babble: Ok, so I really need to come up with a better title,
don't I? Anybody out there got any suggestions? *Crickets chirp in silent
background* Anyone?