Monday, 25 February 2013

Perception Deficit


Planet Earth

I take it all back

Your blue skies are the hope in my blue eyes reflected

When you shine from your sun

I shine

All that I see, you've shown me now, is me


My take on life

Is life

The glow in my lover's eyes is my own need of love reflected

My love of others is that need serviced

Their love of me is only what I perceive it to be, in earnest

My fears are but the pain of being rejected


Planet Earth

You are the canvas onto which I project my map

I am the brush and I stroke out through the inks of my experiences

While I look in the mirror I'll never see what they see

Nor should it be that I can

Embracing life, I accept that


There's a mile between the way I see me and the way I am

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