my words are like opaque orbs, you think you can see right through
when you see at all
you see lies and deceit
you think you have special eyes
eyes like pinecones, that pierce
pierce right through my bullshit.
with your muticolored vision
you gaze at me
when you see me
you dont see light
just a rainbow of colors.
will you ever realise
these colors you see are nothing but a mask of your own paranoia?