You there
In the empty room
That’s filled with people
What do you see?

You there
In the bustling room
That is empty
What do you see?

You there
Peering through the mirror
That is a window
What do you see?

You there
Looking out of a window
That is a mirror
What do you see?

You there
Gazing at the sky
Longing for something
-I wonder-
What do you see?

You there
Staring at the clock
That is broken
What do you see?

You there
Watching seconds
Then minuets slip away
What do you see?

You there
Shuffling through years
-Did you lose a memory-
What do you see?




You there
blowing out Birthday candles
That are no longer wished on
What do you see?

You there
unwrapping gifts
That are still surprises
What do you see?

You there
Laughing at the world
That is sad
What do you see?

You there
Crying for a laughing world
That is silly
What do you see?

You there
Lost in a small world
That is huge
What do you see?

You there
Believing
In things you can’t see
What do you see?

You there
Lying
-Are you hiding from me-
What do you see?

You there
With the secret
That very few know
What do you see?

You there
With the silent face
That loves to tell tales
What do you see


YOU THERE
  YES YOU

Let me borrow your shoes
And walk a mile
With a story
For each step of the way

Let me look through your eyes
And paint a picture
For I want
A different colored sky

You there
Reflecting in the water
And changing with the ripples
What do you see?

she withers away
mind
and
body
she hears the whispers
of her once
beloved friends
-now the only love she gets
is the tug of her razor
across her skin-
they say things like
"what happened to her,"
and
"she used to be so happy,"
but they are wrong
nothing happened to her
and i can guarantee
that she was never happy
she just got tired
of the fake her
that seamlessly
took over her life

I stared at the empty glass
Imagining the sea
The more impossibilities I conceived
The more my mind streamed
Full and overflowing with such silly dreams

Fading the lines
Aside from my daily life
Lost in some delusions that lack any conclusions
Yet keep me trapped questioning and pursuing

Seeping into my words as I try to refrain
and detain all of my madness from my viewers
But sheltered time has left my social censor in ruins

and just then the glass began to sweat...