The Show

They would hate him.
They would see him never smile.
Would they see he has no hope.
Would they think him vile?

He puts on the show.
Half sincerity, half lies.
Throw away this empty charade.
Can't they wait until he dies.

On a quest for the good life.
But he never takes what he deserves.
Push the envelope for those onlooking eyes.
Could it be his weak, broken nerves?

Listen to the sounds of silence.
The words of his mind, can you hear it?
Speak in tongues of the deaf.
Break the sweet solitude, take a hit.

They would hate him.
At the very least let him alone.
They see he has no hope.
Until in the pit he is thrown.