I see you.
Though the facade you present to the world, is not what I see.
With your colourful socks and designer shirt,
Impressive job and fancy car.
You cut a swathe that says success,
that says look at me,
that says look what I’ve achieved.
And though you talk about exotic holidays
and dining in fine restaurants,
about your weekend exploits
and your Hacienda days.
I see you
I see what is really behind your eyes.
The shadows lurking,
of the man you hide.
Of the boy no one saw,
desperate for attention,
desperate for love,
You took solace in books and education
and remoulded yourself.
Did a good job too,
to the world you are what most people strive for.
But I see you.
The grey man inside, invisible to the world
but always there.
Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 10:40 AM UTC
I see you.
Though the facade you present to the world, is not what I see.
With your colourful socks and designer shirt,
Impressive job and fancy car.
You cut a swathe that says success,
that says look at me,
that says look what I’ve achieved.
And though you talk about exotic holidays
and dining in fine restaurants,
about your weekend exploits
and your Hacienda days.
I see you
I see what is really behind your eyes.
The shadows lurking,
of the man you hide.
Of the boy no one saw,
desperate for attention,
desperate for love,
You took solace in books and education
and remoulded yourself.
Did a good job too,
to the world you are what most people strive for.
But I see you.
The grey man inside, invisible to the world
but always there.
