Tell me

The unseen cut me into pieces and sold me
As close to rotten food in unusual weather
Though as my beams may seem to me
Others may see the beams turn thorns
Do the truth hid behind the words accuses me
The unseen behind the blinds
Or the dream never be the real world and then frees me
As me in such cloudy memories and sadness
As me in half of what I am and half of what I want to be
Does the watcher see what I see though impossible?
Does he see what I don’t and then he is true and not me
Is he or am I real of what I do and say
Ever and never he does but me

But of a wrong deduction and expectation he talks.
Something that I always see in such unusual mind
Wrong though he knows he real thinks
What he sees in me never I see
Of him he hardly deducts the truth and interprets
Or a misleading man in unusual attempt to mislead me
Or me out of mind don’t agree with shocking truths
Or he out of mind tries to stop me
No that doubt in my mind it burns
The same before last time destroyed me
Shall I forget and over start
I’ve always did million times and start starts
If I do there close another doubt to see

Is it he or me
In your crystal ball show me
Or take my hand and read me
Or shuffle your cards and then tell me.

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