Thinking I see clearly Comes at a price I pay it dearly Spraying windex on glass barriers Trapped by this transparency I run wildly through a labyrinth A prison of my own creation Crimson, I move with desperation The direct path overlooked
You are complex and unpredictable Yet I try to predict you anyway I put a vision of you inside my maze I see your actions through an egoic haze I analyze and interpret in a naive craze And as I forecast the coming phase I finally see this labyrinth I must raze
Wisdom is knowing how much you cannot know Freedom is acting with that knowledge Truth is the value that sets you free The only path toward reality
Go shatter the glass Veer off the path that you created That you never knew you hated The false entrapments in your way So you can finally seize the day
I will not put you in a prison I will correct this twisted prism Come join me in this mission Letβs create a new shared vision
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