Eyes I have nun for I circumnavigate this world blindly
Bold and bound by my inhibitions I silently weep at my own careless, plesureless, persuits
I anxiously clamer for a societal hammer that only exsist in novelty tales
Lust lost and love loathed wondeing what it takes to pull the best of either
Nether my plan no the heavens above seem to corporate
Seems as fate has, could, and will change faces
How wonderfully made this majestic mistress of mundane mutiny
Constantly recovering from blind eyes as the seem to dream
Seeing only what they may have dreamt, realistically ment, and even wish bent
Knowing stars change and hells open keeps lines clear as glass
Perplexed and awed at changing faces and paces
I see as I see, I only see as me, I see openly