James Darwin Smith II
The Eve Perceiving Of I - Poem by James Darwin Smith II
Seen as something else
But that of what is perceived
As that for which does not go deeply within
By eyes that cannot inhabit dreams
Locked by a box made by their own closed existence
Free to escape, but never
Contradictions at play
No answers displayed
All becomes a childish game
By those who insist their sane
See me in the other way
Oh, Well, Hey, I am myself after all
If you want to know the true meaning of this method
Look at the first stanza and you what society means to me,
Go ahead? Go behind?
Do you see the good in, I?
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