I check the line.
I fake my smile.
I hide behind.
No one else but myself.
Myself.
So many faces in this room.
The cloaking cloud is on the roof.
So many faces in this room.
So many faces I don't need to know.
I touched the ground.
And on the other side,
I ran inside.
When everyone else saw the jag.
So
many faces in this room.
The cloaking cloud is on the roof.
So many faces in this room.
So many faces I don't need to know.
Moving walls.
Waves of memories.
Rays of raw.
Evil energy.
Moving walls.
I hear them calling.
Sit alone.
Looking down.
Alone.
Too many
faces in this room
The coking clown is on the roof
Too many faces in this room
Too many faces I don't need now