#fading faces

The magnolia conceals the ever weary eyes, restless ears, stifled mouths, but not the ensnared, internalized mentality of want and wait we've come to firstly know. I am weak; drawn in over and over again by a Weaver, an Angler, the (cycle) restarts. Our disguises are real similar, but unfortunately parallel. Difference is they have more experience and a natural advantage. Our distractions are fun for a while aren't they| when you want to hide from the world again, find me on the balcony, at the fountain or near the window in the spot we know well

Just wait till tomorrow

I guess that's what they all say