Unbeautiful

Irretrievable
Inconceivable
I am dutiful
But unbeautiful
Like the president
Or mini-series queen
You are happening
But what does it mean
Unbeautiful
We’re not thoughtless; we’re not cruel
We’re just unbeautiful
The air’s three shades of brown
We breathe we suck it down
Now it is a part of us
Don’t know when this began
I talk therefore I am
Someone tell me who to trust
All the hands that
I’ve been shaking
I would prefer
To be breaking
You are lying
For a living
You’re ignoring
Your misgivings