Am I Poem by The First Shrike

Sight blinded aura
thought wait
sit and drown


Do come forth
such thoughts
as walls give
way to pave

Sight blinded
for myself so
think some
one else
not I am

The right still all
have yet
the exception
is bad for the
few

No thought
did I give
when on
bended knee
by force so was
I

Missundersanding
my whole life
so thought
they of me

For now
that no longer
am I whom so
did wander
percieved
something
better

My chances by me
so thought by thee
mean at the very
least
uncertainty

These solom words
are spoken for you

Spoken such
words humbly
solem are they
now