Treasure Island

klever Gold

(Nigeria)

Perception Of Life


What I perceive life to be
Is so different from what you see
How I dream life should go
Is so different from what I know

Maybe I am only mad
Or fully taken over by sad
Could it be that I am insane
Or my perception of life to the truth, is nane

I strongly guess it is the book
Ya, that book that showed my absurdity
That reflected d entanglement of curiosity in a hook
Maybe it conflicted ideas with reputation-security

Now I am not sure of the ideas they conceive
Or if my true image is actually what I perceive
Backing time, I was called a pretender
Facing time, I hope now to surrender

Or maybe I my personality is a jut
But could my mind be seen from my face
Confusion lies in a cage
And the cage is my head

Submitted: Tuesday, April 10, 2012

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