Facelift

One corridor leading towards that plain
 That runs the middle, that hides the shame
 The stale of the stare, brInging on the bare
 Barely consoled
 The express of tone marking the beat of mind
 Wonder of how many, feel the beat
 The beat left behind
 The ones so tepid, so false
 One true foregoes
 That's much too little, a little too much, much too little to say
 The scatter here for shatter there, a little too much to pay
 One face you see, one face you make, one face, really
 Are you really there?
 That face you see, that face you make, is it really, really fair?
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 Closer to a fright than a thrill
 Not much difference, but the distance held
 Holding a character, that is what you call me
 Keeps them lugging, keeps them tugging
 Today, hooray
 That's much too little, a little too much, much too little to say
 The scatter here for shatter there, a little too much to pay
 One face you see, one face you make, one face, really
 Are you really there?
 That face you see, that face you make, is it really, really fair?