Absent Minded
Crypto Phobia
Sometimes I wonder
If there is more to what I write
A ghost writer controlling the hand
Buried in my mind
Is there something
I can't see right in front of my face
Sometimes I wonder
Do I have my own secret alphabet
My very own unseen prophetic weapon
Buried in code
And will all the pieces
Fall to where they may
Is there something missing
Sometimes I wonder
Do you read something
besides what I really write
do you see my intentions
my love, my hate, and sleepless nights
do I repeatedly write an apology
a love note or such
do I know anything more
than the people reading between my lines
deciphered confused
another hole where I find myself lost
marching forward in time.
If there is more to what I write
A ghost writer controlling the hand
Buried in my mind
Is there something
I can't see right in front of my face
Sometimes I wonder
Do I have my own secret alphabet
My very own unseen prophetic weapon
Buried in code
And will all the pieces
Fall to where they may
Is there something missing
Sometimes I wonder
Do you read something
besides what I really write
do you see my intentions
my love, my hate, and sleepless nights
do I repeatedly write an apology
a love note or such
do I know anything more
than the people reading between my lines
deciphered confused
another hole where I find myself lost
marching forward in time.
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Crypto Phobia
Crypto Phobia
