reason, by adam greenleaf Subscribe to rss feed for adam  greenleaf

It's that season where twisted reason never made sense
logical explanation that we reason with, contiplating to see
if the truth fits nomatter how bizzar it seem.
The more we think the more are thoughts get twisted, so sick
that rational means seem unethical,we device schemes to get
ahead in life, what seem right to you might be imorraly
wrong to others,thus you offend society
bringing tension that tightens the more you try to explain
your reason.
The stains of society is skin deep we try to hide our
inhumane deeds thus giving out an illusion that nothing is
wrong everything is O.K.
fooled by the blindfold that stretch over our eyes people
see right through our front. The truth exist but slip
through our fingertips leaving us in a state of want.
Posted: 2009-08-19 00:04:00 UTC

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2009-09-13 01:53:51izzy
whoa this is deep, but its so true. the last line really just tops it off.