I can't concentrate because of the constant thoughts in my
head, jagged around the corners on my mind they paint elusions or maybe truth,
it forces self examination to fix a problem but if its nonexistent how can one
solve the mysteries that is shrouded by doubt or the willingness to accept a
dreaded faith, or maybe, just maybe the reality lays in plain sight but with
eyes wide shut and dreaming under false pretenses sobers a bitter reality. Empty
words were they, actions with a smile or so I thought seeing the true smirk as
the mask fell off, disappointed maybe, but love isn’t evil is the claim of
those words by evil elements that causes pain