This Cover Up

Walking around going unnoticed
Do they really want this?
They are walking zombies now
Groaning instead of talking
Can no longer tell
Which are human and which are shells

We all do our best to cover up
What feels the most vulnerable
Who can we trust with our insides
When we can’t even trust ourselves
The hurricanes come and they go
Blowing away our weightless souls

We are all on our way to our graves
Taking pit stops along the way
Trying our best to delay our final stop
With cloths we hide our rough spots
Do not let anyone look at us
When we feel so exposed

Wearing clothes just to hide
What’s soft and real inside
When we have passed on
And laying inside our coffins
Will we just stare into space
And wonder what could have been?


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