You painted the walls with such beauty and care
Everyone would stop and stare in awe.
It's the kind of beauty that makes you want to step closer and take a finer look-
Then something strange happens.
You see the imperfections and admire the painted walls
You notice something else-
The imperfections from before are darker, seeping through the mirage before you.
You start to scrap the layers
What you find is almost menacing.
It's an image of bitterness, cruelty and spite.
Oh, how you painted the walls with such beauty and care
Making one mistake,
You needed another coat to cover what you wanted buried inside.