I can mask a person you won't recognise,
But why should I try? I like the spotlight,
It's nice to be seen, I'm keen on it.
Used to doubt my own existence,
Lived in a persistant limbo as a
Task master taxing no command an explanation.
Silent and stupid, designed to be studious,
I refuted it. Not sure why, musta just been me
Before the sparks backlit my eyes, blinking
Photons enlightening this ripend mind,
Edified I stand tall with my head high,
My own queen and king of ego and reason.
And I see Pawns pass me by, sinking into
the abyss, each and every one a Burning
Ring of Fire in the Eye of the beholder,
Sold for knick knacks and bolder stats,
All in the eye of the beholder.
Eye of the beholder... Told it better once,
but nobody got it, I fly above many head,
With all these fish in this sea, I'll get old
Before you understand, forget it, just be.
With Love and Peace, increase and grow,
Don't let them make a bonsai, be free
and see this mask of mine with new sight.
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