Beautiful Charade - Camber

sometimes i watch you when you sleep.

watch your eyes

move while you dream.

you look so far away.

your pretty

mask burns up inside to hold monsters at bay.

this city

tears your soul away.

you wonder if it’s worth the stay.

i’ve been feeling that way.

our glimpse behind the brick

facade reveals despair, decay.

this beautiful charade.

we were the last to know it.

leaders of the parade.

we were

the last to know.

i know exactly what you’ll say even

before you speak.

and i know just what you are.

but i can’t see the gathering storm that changes sun to gray.

this beautiful charade.

i was the last to know it.

leader

of the parade.

you were the last to know.

you always know

so much