Book Of Questions' Poem by Matthew Hellsten

Book Of Questions'



Looking for the Anwsers'
in a book of questions


We're all quick to point out ones imperfections
not seeing our self in there reflections
Quick to judge but dont see the fault in our recollections

We would all like to belive that we live so righteous,
instead of breath the cold air inhale the sweet nitrious

And instead of face the hard actuality
Hide behind a false preception of reality

And I do not speak as if iam blameless
just not like the rest who are shameless

I can't tell you life is painless
Than i would be considered heinous

Id rather die nameless,
But have these words famous.


Matt Hellsten

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Matthew Hellsten

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