Comments about George Unknown
When I Look Into Your Eyes, I Think I See Mine.
New beginning with a cliche end,
Give me something to beg for so I can fend,
Without that, all I am is an existence,
Trying to find some assistance.
Underlying the breath in my lungs as something to accept,
While exhaling the delusions to justify sense,
Empirically collected my reality to make it one and only,
Looking inside yours speculates me to be lonely.
Oh wait I can't judge yours when I'm reserved to mine,
With that acknowledgment, you can't know mine if yours always feels fine,
Ahhh that's right, our eyes are glued onto one sight,