2003-04-16/11:53 p.m.
Poem:Walls and Masks
I can't see
can't see
the soul when I look into their eyes
Who can I trust?
Each of them have their walls
and their masks
And I can't just automatically be inside
My impressions
could be so wrong
Do I really have intuition?
can I trust that sneaking suspicion?
I can't see the soul
Can't see their true colors
But then they can't see mine
which is fine
I have walls
and a mask or 2
I just hope my mistakes are few