Faces


Faces, that’s all
you see in a shopping mall.
When looking up,
when looking down,
when looking straight,
you look around.

Faces, that is all.
It’s not a person,
cause you don’t know.
It’s not a friend,
cause you don’t show.
You bump into him,
you run into her,
its like a pot; that is on stir.
A bit of this, a bit of that,
some will sit and others get.

Faces, that’s all they are in a mall.

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