The Eye of Truth

I am always watched

I am never alone

I am followed wherever I go

I am insanity itself.

I am nothing though

As that is the name my mother gave me

When she looked at me

And saw no future for me

Within a society as cruel and

Corrupt to the very core.

All the while

He watches every movement

He is big brother

And he misses nothing

For he knows all

Since he is Truth.

I have only known his cold stare

As he constantly looks at me

Telling me that I will become what my name is

That I am nothing in his vision

And what he states becomes reality

But for a moment I almost recognized the eye

It looked so familiar

But yet at the same time so foreign.

Until I step in front of the mirror

And it shatters as the eye appears

Once again:

It is my eye

For that is the truth I tell myself everyday

Since it is the only reality I know.