• its funny how i hide all the clues
    i just beieve in what i choose
    seeing the obvious every which way
    but ignoring them
    and thinking its just a bad day
    my mind desives me and says thats not really you
    my mind tells me its true
    and everything is ok that i do
    i make up these excuses on behalf of my excitment
    my mind says its just becasue of delightment
    becuase of the joy that i get
    its all gunna get back to normal,,,yet
    what is normal to i dont know
    i just wont to go home and hide
    from the truth that is out side
    knocking on my door
    i ignore it and excses i make more
    rapped up in my happy place
    and no bad tructh about im in trace
    i race
    against time
    my ignorince should be a crime
    i need to see
    the better person i can be
    and then i might be accepted
    respected
    and not often rejected