i gently close my eyes,
and escape into the reccesses
of my mind,
cascading,yet
softly fading,
i can't recall
what i was saying...
yet find myself
inside the eyes of those hating,
you never know
what you betray,
through the reflection
of your eyes periphery,
jealousy and envy
are the roots of hate,
you must study the language
before you pronunciate.
clever still,
is a mind fueled by need,
feed it what it wants,
and it is quickly decieved.
shrouding motives and intentions
with generosity,
silently and quietly
flexing your superiority... |
Submission Name: ''the window''
