Standing in the footprints left behind
Waiting for something that may never come
Cursing the hope that just won't die
Holding still with minds in perpetual motion
Knowing that perception and reality
don't always meet
Which of us knows they see things as they are?
Filtering faster than truth can reach us
We look through painted glass windows
Captured in the colors of the view
Forgetting most times to look all the way through
nice! i told you i reed your posts
ReplyDeletesee what i did there? haha im a dork
ReplyDeletelmao, don't worry me too... I think it's genetic:)
ReplyDeletegood reed!
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