the air in this room hangs
in a thickness of contempt
your lost in a bias of
confused sentiment
let your peering eyes, peek
into the corners of me
prepare for something unseen
I'm not what you perceive
evaluate what's in front of you
naysayers are meant to confuse
they are lonely people
not ready for something new
leave past journeys behind
exit from the tunnel
emerge to the freshness of hope
be amazed at what you find