Some people seem to try so hard
To leave an impression.
Using money and property,
Even their profession.
They do it all so you'll believe
They are special or cool.
They won't step out of character
For fear they'd look the fool.
The clown, the jock, the debutant,
They all wear this disguise.
They create their grand illusions,
To blind the public's eyes.
For if the crowd believes the lie,
It will become their shield.
The truth will slip behind the veil,
And they will fan deception's flame,
Until their lives conclude.
Then all of them will face the truth,
As each life is reviewed.
They'll look back on their legacy,
Facing sad conclusions...
Impressions that they left behind,
Were only illusions.
That's how the world remembers them,
Their well constructed lies.
While who they are just fades away,
Behind a shrewd disguise.
But who they are died long ago,
Lost to feigned expressions.
A fate that waits for any...who
Only leave impressions.