I ' ve learned to control my thoughtsever since I recognized the first eavesdropper those who listen in on my thoughts , my logic , my sanitynbspI cannot let them know I don ' t knowthe verses , or converse in my head lash out at future foes , banter with friends I ' ve not yet met nbspThe psychoaggressive minions ofyour lord mock with laugher I can ' t hear , with hidden scowls they admonish me nbspNothing ' s sacred , Nothing ' s safe your filthy god is omnipresent , this undying nonentity that hauntsmy every waking dreamnbspThey watch me , his mortal flock , they know me now by sight alone my thoughts are too well concealed . Yet I sense more scrutinynbspFleeting lucidity ' s too loud for me , let me be my silent selfour existences irreconcilednbspMake them stop ! I ' m rotting fast . The answer , painful though it may be , is changenbspAlter my outer shell . The listeners may not , then , know it ' s meOpen Face Surgery short on painand long on masqueradeOunce by ounce , lose a little weightnip here , tuck there . So who needs eyelids