You see her beauty
But she aches of pain
You know of her innocence
But she's been blamed and betrayed
Tamed to depression
And cursed for their wicked ways
It's all staged
Ventriloquist to a puppet
Word-play on a story's page
Arrangements of her thoughts are unclear
Voices in the head, she still hears
It's been years
Damn . Tears of a clown
-Excerpt from Facade