cheshire cat smile

when your house, no longer a home
becomes a fragile glass prison
class war among friends and
stepping on eggshells
sharp as glass under your feet
you clutch your love

when your pictures are ripped,
from your walls, are stripped
the sick twisted visions of control
come knocking on your office door
harsh as cries from prison windows
singing vices...voices sure

you're bound to fall
calling out some stranger's name
he made all your lonely beds
but you dream in vain
sleeping few hours in pain
in silk sheets of guilt
knowing it's all in your house
dress yourself in confidence
but wear a badge of doubt

all your life you will keep
that silly grin on your mask
i will not laugh at that
sure that in the end i will weep