How do you close your eyes once they have been opened?
How do you deny what you know
& turn a blind eye, refuse to see
what stares back at you blankly, believe real lies?
We know that we are doing wrong,
that we have done so for our own good.
Why are some things okay
so long as they go unseen, why
do we continue on happily,
as if we are unaware
of just how scared we should be?
Is it He, the man in crisp white collar,
who teaches us to fear
the monsters under our beds
but not those in our minds?
Is it he who makes us believe
that we cannot live but in this way at this time?
When will we wake from this dream,
this terrible nightmare that is reality?
When will we open our eyes,
are we truly so blind so as not to see
that this is something we willingly chose to believe?
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
How do you close your eyes once they have been opened?
How do you deny what you know
& turn a blind eye, refuse to see
what stares back at you blankly, believe real lies?
We know that we are doing wrong,
that we have done so for our own good.
Why are some things okay
so long as they go unseen, why
do we continue on happily,
as if we are unaware
of just how scared we should be?
Is it He, the man in crisp white collar,
who teaches us to fear
the monsters under our beds
but not those in our minds?
Is it he who makes us believe
that we cannot live but in this way at this time?
When will we wake from this dream,
this terrible nightmare that is reality?
When will we open our eyes,
are we truly so blind so as not to see
that this is something we willingly chose to believe?
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