VANITY

the beauty of the first flower,
will it remain?
or is it fading with the arrival
of the rest?

it bewilders my senses to see
beauty trying to outdo beauty

and standing by,
the killer is patiently waiting,
marking his prey.

in the masses of the oblivious
hiding dead emotions behind pretty smiles

fake as the rest,
once you've peeled
the shell
away.