---Time-Less---
Restless in bed, Insomni-ish
Take me with you, take my mind from my eternal paradox
A wolf in sheep's clothing painted as a fox A picture not quite right A tad too dark around the center, yet blinding with outlines of light An image resembling what each feels is right The artist forever hidden from sight A canvas never finished, a dream so lost in thought A story always changing, never having a single plot The animal waiting for a chance to truly disappear Whether for reasons unknown, in a way, running only for a lack of fear The forest so wide, shelter all around Always racing toward a lack of sound Foot steps unseen Tracks never matching, such an act so keen Wanting only to be known when the time is right Forever the sheep blending with so many others, only showing all at night As the sun rises, a journey begins again with a cloak of fictions Unknown deception, feeding the fox like the worst of addictions But there are others who move around the same who see through the disguise, all share the same reasoning, yet none become the wise For to show more than what is seen, is to risk questioning, & risk ones own demise So caring on with the act if intention is no where to be found To be something else for no seen reasoning, solely on such a feeling so profound To be able, is all that's needed Only a few would truly find this to all mistreated. An even then, what becomes of this if they are questioned If to save ones self, a blind eye is needed, then no person shall be mentioned... My forever paradox between things being known by simply being assumed as known Almost like growing up doesn't really mean you've, by anyone else's opinion, really grown You've grown older, & do what others say But you don't control any true say so, just if you want to blend for another day...
Those blips of people who spill the peace filled pot cause commotion It may not be right, but right in itself is an assumed "okay" notion.
Intelligence is rarely seen without petty provocations I fear for my own, & all future generations
--The mirror is fogged, the glass is cracking, as our world changes, better or worse, we're loosing backing...---
Tomorrow is unsure, people are crazy in the head For now, I'm not helping tired, time to go to bed.... .....zzzZzzz.....
---Thanks for reading--- XP
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