Only Skin

She goes about her busy day
Not taking time to tend
The wants and needs of loved ones
Nor trying to make amends.
She doesn't see the suffering
That's at her own back door
She thinks it's just a waste of time
And caring is such a chore.
When she sees the vagrants
She shoos them all away
She never has the time to stop
Lending help along the way.
She says she's always busy
When someone needs her care
And when she shows up to give aid
It's like she isn't there.

Each night when she gets home
After a grueling day
She sits and looks in the mirror
At the person she became.
She sees a face of beauty
No wrinkles can she find
The plastic surgeon did his job
Erasing every line.
Her hair is soft and wavy
And when it hits the light
Just a touch of auburn sheen
Reflects against the night.
Her nails are long and painted
And the color of her eyes
Were changed by wearing contacts
Quite a great disguise.
Such wonder is her beauty
Not reflecting what's within
A heart and soul that's cold and bare
That's housed in only skin.