Dirty Façade - Shannon Wright

This background is so vague

This falter much too strong

A slew of reluctance

Makes the focus warble on

For every laden vein

Is a grim pail of prey

The true are open

They wrestle with this state

What a dirty facade

The coming of an ugly file

Every guide is ill-timed

Purely lit for the lofty kind

What a dirty facade

The coming of an idle qualm

And everyone is so still

No one ever is pure