Safe in the shadows.
Not a heartache to your name.
Keeping yourself hidden:
hiding from the pain.
Who's hiding now
from the lies they've spread?
Who eats up the gossip
as if it were butter and bread?
Deep in the shadows,
launching sneak attacks.
Plunging knives deep
into innocent backs.
Who is wearing a mask
and is it for shame?
Or is it a shield
to protect them from blame?
Tell me of an evil
as simple and great
as portraying love
where there is only hate.
But from deep in your shadows
you will not say a word,
'lest a tinge of guilt
should be heard.
Under your breath
is evidence of your lies.
You know it is wrong.
It can be seen in your eyes.
But you will get defensive---
after all, you're the victim.
So you will always stay
in your shadowy kingdom.
It's the guilty that run
and the blameless that cry.
You are the one looking
at the orange and purple sky.
