Twisted Roots

Image by Melissa Niles

To those who can pass on by
Everything seems the same
Stucco and picket fences all aligned
The same thoughts wired in our brains

Everything seems the same
Like blank masks cover our faces
The same thoughts wired in our brains
But there are twisted roots beneath the lawns

Like blank masks cover our faces
A showpiece is how we seem
But there are twisted roots beneath the lawns
Hiding all the secrets we were told to keep

A showpiece is how we seem
Even when the makeup runs through the sewers
Hiding all the secrets we were told to keep
Burning pictures fogging up perfect skies

Even when the makeup runs through the sewers
Sliding away into nothingness
Burning pictures fogging up perfect skies
While the truth chokes up our eyes

Sliding away into nothingness
Don’t let it fester just pull out a disguise
While the truth chokes up our eyes
It’s all a planned-out lie

Don’t let it fester just pull out a disguise
Stucco and picket fences all aligned
It’s all a planned out lie
To those who can pass on by