Inspired by a movie shared with someone very special to me as a movie that is very special to her…
Pig Faced Penelope by Michael Romani A slap on the face to high society Trapped on trappings of notoriety The plastic veneer lacks in integrity So it begins, the tale of pig faced Penelope The shallowness of faking true The audacity of being protected from being you Makes for a playroom of imagination As a vain attempt to find some distraction Some try to prevent exposure to real truth As they pretend to protect our innocence of youth And we only look toward the layers of the surface Afraid of finding the goodness to rich to embrace Made to suffer from her mother's indignity All for the cause of her surface being less pretty Played out in a library of first editions' priceless Missed points as games played out without niceness Running from ourselves until we find the last gate Opening in to attempt to escape from shame and hate Finding outside a city of a thousand amazing lights Out in the thousand faces of the city's jaded night It's there that we learn to love ourselves are we care Entirely just for the who of who it is we are It is this secret that finally at last reveals our best In learning to be and love who we are, we pass life's test (c) June 25, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
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