Face On the Wall

Times are cold glancing at the face

I hide it well

But between us there's a space

That separates what I am and what he hides

The world on my shoulders

Because I see it in his eyes

All he desires is a little peace

Harmony is a luxury

And it is his release

To see me stand before him

Holding it all in

Being the better one

Because he won't mention

The hate I see in his eyes

The cold that runs through his veins

His depression becomes ice

I see the tears trickle and fall

From the man I see on the wall

We both wish to swap places

My world for his

He becomes the strong face

And I release

It doesn’t suit either of us

To be in the worlds we're in

Just once I'd like to scream

Just once he'd like to stand tall

He wishes to dream

And I wish to be the face on the wall