The Non-existent Layer

I walk in society

They all see me

As a thing

A fashion

A style

.

They whisper

Those fanatics whisper

That underneath

I am something else

Something

Less savory

.

But the common people

They love me so

For am I am theirs

A trend made popular by night

.

Teenage girls love me

And they listen to me

Over and over

They try to copy

And soon

A new woman rises

To the scene

.

She has heard this music

The enchanting tales it tells

Before

She did not hear the

Fanatics

She just thought

I and my music

Was beautiful

.

So she sings

She writes

Off mythology

And it is her

Inner layer

The inner layer

That is my outer layer

.

She does not know

What she sings of

But the fanatics

Think she is a repeat of me

With a layer

Hidden underneath

A layer

That for her

Doesn’t exist

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