Me...
#1 of poetry
Me...
I am not the one you see every day,
I am along the wall, simply seeing in yet always seeing out into the lives of everyone else
I do not course my life around the ones I love, I am through them,
Yet to never be found within.
To all seeing I, the one to destroy all and one
As fair and Just to show all, yet always cast aside to never see. Shackled
As for I am silenced, forced to listen to all, never to truth
My thoughts consume thy mind, as for I am the thinker, ticking away
Consoling to one's past, seeing into their life, Dreaming
Able to relive that life.
My thoughts are shadowed to others, as for I see light, through ones who darken the day
By night with light
Convincing truth to lie, becoming the liar, as it becomes vague and wide. Scattered
Most think seeing is just seeing for they are wrong, seeing is more
As for I can see, constructed by time, patience, and constitution, yet never trained
Watching and taking but never stealing.
Stopping and waiting...