Hello, how are you?
You're different today,
In a way
Your face has constantly changed.
And again,
To something hiding what is within,
Is it sin?
Or perhaps,
Just a shallow grin.
I have what you need,
You come, expectant
Entitled to recieve,
Rejecting neglection.
Like infection.
You must begone in a hurry.
But don't worry.
Your new face won't know your story.
"Hello, how are you?
Can i help you today?"
Is what i say.
With any connection kept at bay.
You wont stay.
So i say "have a nice day"
And wait to see how your face will change.
Faces, like flesh, in appearance alone
Beset in quartz, cast in stone.
Ever changing, not your own
And never known.
You are a perpetual stranger.