Woe is this missive
Yet tears 2b
still in eye
Not trusting
in the time to cry
So I hold on to it,
on the inside
Can’t even trust
the truth in a lie
Looking out for yesterday,
to recall anew, sunrise
Sorrow is kept for days,
just in case sadness
needs a place to stay with
happy temporarily
So I laugh, at mistakes past, and
cry for success to last,
beyond last laughs
Catching vibes,
inside webs of confusion,
to know delusion,
in public places,
incognito seclusion
Solutions are solved,
after subject, spell checks
on all aspects
Restless,
so I nod affirmative from time to
time to resonant cosigns,
all the while, comparing timelines,
to zodiac signs and Fibonacci codes
Experiences of satisfaction,
are analyzed and evaluated against
present day conditions
and/or current or past lives’ missions
Submissive or pensive,
may annoy masses,
who don’t understand
Can’t trust intentions,
could be working for the Man,
or cointel-pro, I may never know!
Hopefully, energetically
paying off the school of life loan completely,
called entrusting in-tuition!