The more love's evaded,
The more it chases.
But, when followed,
Love races away,
So just resist it.
It will fade.

I'm on autopilot like
A puppet, animated

My thoughts aren't mine;
They're scripted like a movie

Perspectives, manufactured,
Change like contact lenses

Well-designed dilemmas may
Deceive my understanding

Someone waters seeds of reason,
Growing steadfast trust

They fake sound logic, wanting
Their beliefs to form, unheeded