Have you ever seen a human in flesh-disguise?
Some are easy to discover, other’s are hard to expose,
If you’re fresh at this area listen to this advice,
It’ll make you notice a phony by his toes.

They look a lot like you and I
Ten fingers, two hands, two feet and so,
They come and go once in a while,
Much talking, little action, call you sis or bro.

They tend to tell you all that they achieved,
I do not argue with fools so I let them proceed,
But they are stupid if they think that I believed,
And stupid they are, cause they feed on their greed.

They talk about their problems to win compassion,
A smell of weakness and insecurity follows them around,
They think no one can smell it if they change their fashion,
When they fear of getting caught, they make no sound.

If one of them would ever strip to their very soul,
The grass would die under their naked feet,
Diamonds in their ears would turn back to coal,
And the buds of spring would make a retreat.

They never stay long enough to explain themselves,
They’ll be long gone when the smell becomes too strong,
They leave us sometimes questioning ourselves,
But go with your instincts, cause they are never wrong.

So next time you sense a phony nearby,
Turn around, walk away, don’t waste your time