Think It Through, Remember, Its Not Like What It Seems Poem by schitzo. guritzo.

Ideas stretched far to there limit,
whether it be wrong right,
false or true, thoughts go back,
twist them into something untrue,
which you believe somehow is while your trying not to think that it is,
because you know its not,
like an empty field with flowers,
you pick a stone from the rocks,
throw it somewhere,
block the grass, the stone not real,
it has no life, it has never happened,
the only way to get rid of it is to walk past it,
pick it up examine it,
know its not, blind eyes which can see clearly,
but get burnt by the sunlight,
examining it, but it is blurry,
get rid of it in a hurry,
dont let them see it,
you think they can,
but the truth is they cant,
they dont care,
which you think they do,
all these things,
i learn, i think,
but somehow never know,
but do, remember friend,
i am not, but also am,
like you but different in this way,
youll never be me,
and ill never be you.