Do you notice? Timing so perfect,
Is it just me? Memories seem to reflect,
Are you trying not to see? Obvious signs,
Or am I just wrong? Happens sometimes.

I could be over thinking, I do it a lot,
Ever notice at all? Give a second thought?
I wonder what I don't know, might have more clues,
Is it just coincidence? Or maybe signs, I confuse?

I definitely notice, a change in one way or another,
Which emotion do I sense? I want to see you guess,
What am I asking now? Do you know what I ponder?
Are you blind, or me? Never mind, I digress...

**** or bullet, Which for my brain?
Get high? Or die? Which will end the pain?
You can tell by the title, and the poem's existence,
Which one of these I chose in this instance,
But I see this choice, every day, when I try to escape,
I smoke for now, evade that way, but there is no escape.