The Cloak

He found an invisibility cloak
One dull morning
And found out how to do OK
He keeps himself all to himself
Whenever someone walks his way
He pulls out his Cheshire smile
Breathing in the gap of vision
Where he hides his broken mirrors
The shards still draw blood
But no one has to see it clearly
All wrapped up and half apart

He found an invisibility cloak
Once upon a time
And he rewrote his saddest ending
Line by splintered line
It didn't change the way
That memories shattered his mirrors
But he convinced himself
He was doing fine
He was doing fine
Because no one could say otherwise