Image Of A Man
By John M Lennon
Wash away all that you can it is still in the stains of blood that you stand
Alone he set and cried
The pooling of the fear was never seen, as he kept it all inside
Each tear was one more drop into the sea he was trying to navigate
Under the cover of a wicked smile, he lied
As a man no one could see him
Pooling until it was finally in this pain he cried
Tears forming as blood in his hands
Showing how much he could take was never part of the plan
Now all but lost because the image of a man
