I was surprised when I read Blizzard_Beasts' song and realized how parellel they are on some thoughts. This is a totally different style inspired when I heard the old song "Honey" by Bobby Goldsborough. (Before about everyone's time on here probably.)
Anyways, thanks for the read and comment if you wish.
"Make Believe"
Looked out the window as the song played.
Flooded with thoughts of deceptive interpretations
That have been ingrained.
Ideas of unfair goals that got lost somewhere
Over the years.
Sorrows as what I viewed as reality
Became stagnant imagination.
Biased into a corner alone.
Same world that turned before.
Fallen tears that fell before.
Hiding between the wall and a bookcase
In a shadow trying to keep from being crushed
By my own thoughts.
Has it all been just imagination
Or is there some basis of reality someplace?
Why was I never part of the same world as the rest?
So self-contained and self-assured.
So brutally imprisoned inside.
I opened my hands to offer,
But the need wasn't there as I assumed it would be.
The joy of reunion pushed back in priority.
Angered at being a fool again.
Change never comes, but is never spoke of.
No one lives in my world
And I don't know that they ever will.
Past actions create future interpretations.
At internal war with myself day by day.
BJH
4/20/2005
