Stuffy people

Stuffy room

Noses held perfectly high

Superior to you, as they shuffle by

Faux describes them, and I don’t mean their fur

They are built of fake pieces

Of their hair, nails and skin

Could it be?

There’s a person within?

 

So faux’s in this season

Haven’t you heard?

Faux is a must

No, I don’t mean the fur

A faux human show

With fake hair, nails and skin

Oh didn’t you know?

Faux is so so

So in.

 

Caked in so many layers of lies

Forgetting what first

They tried to disguise

Who are they?

What are they?

Exactly who they want to be

And nothing is spared

No matter the cost

I guess in the end, it’s themselves they have lost.

 

So faux’s in this season

Haven’t you heard?

Faux is a must

No, I don’t mean the fur

A faux human show

With fake hair, nails and skin

Oh didn’t you know?

Faux is so so

So in.

 

 

Was my shirt a has-been?

Is my hair color in?

Don’t stray from the line labeled norm.

I beg for a break

Get rid of what’s fake

And become a real person again.

 

So faux’s in this season

Haven’t you heard?

Faux is a must

No, I don’t mean the fur

A faux human show

With fake hair, nails and skin

Oh didn’t you know?

Faux is so so

So in.

 

 

So, stay away from me please

I could catch your disease

And I’d rather be me

So much more.