as complex as
this mind could be
to flee
at every
misunderstanding
of emotions
which are me,
whether lovely
or breaking
every inch
that made me,
nor rich
to exist
is bliss
spinning a web
before its gotta be said
no benefit except
being connected
to every
one thing
impossible for all
to see
eye to eye
when we are
so differently identical
easily to see deception to be
when we are
as complex as
can be
it would be freeing
me from misunderstanding
completely
detached
from complexity.
-b.pG 04.10.12
