Saw all the glitter that isn’t gold up close
alloyed with tablespoons of lies.
It sprinkles chloroform on my plain face
sinking my intelligence to a new low.
But you aren’t the mount of artificiality
that blinds even those with hawk eyes.
Your purity cleanses the deadly scars
& brings hope back to an empty life .
Now that you’ve heard all my musings
I have a little urge for you to abide by.
Stay unchanged like the tintless moon