Absent Minded

faces, gone fishing

what face should i pick
looking soo inocent
and whatever
im not interested
no hook for me to guide me to anyhting just an endless same old same old
as nothing changes
and I
I stick out
to stick these needles in your eyes
to say why dont you change
represent something fake
and you could all google some other representing image to backup your worlds
of fake faces
and barbie dolls
and fantasies
to lead me to where my heart begs to dream


but i get faces
and the reality that thats what i ti severy day
no on here is really an artist
except for me
and I
I am self proclaimed
sewing my eyes shut to lead the omens of evil empires and unaware mosters off of envelopes and silver found clouds of nonsense away today

i fget faces
that never change
that dont become like tarot cards of maeaning with answers or wisdom
just proud altruistic
devil worship of greed and pride
and i say swallow your pride
and i shave another tearfull of needles and voodoo into your eyes
swaying back and forth frothing like
some insane wish upon a plague of boredom
to inspire change

you could have an image for sale
you could have a desire to hold
you could create a world to string me into
but all i get is the face
a face
a stupid face
hidden in thelight with boring smiles
or shadows

faces
faces and i judge you
label you
becopme you
love you and hate you
think your boring and stupid
not altruisticv
artistic or brave
cowarsds and im the dieng breed running out of needles to sew up the eyes of the blind men women and children who remain soo much the same

youre soo different
youre soo ugly youre soo beautiful young and old
youre soo different soo special soo talented
and now i know
i cant judge a book by a cover
how boring
how boring how boring how boring how boring
snore sbnore snore

faces faces faces
and once in awhile
something different
so i go there
and i am offered a different dreamscape
another nightmare
ad iffernt passion
aner answer to my next question
as you dont know it but you are my online oracle providing my with wisdom and life lessons
and i ask for advice and wisdom then randomly pick a leader
to ponder over what that metaphor means in correaltion to what i was thinking

faces faces faces
thats all you are
a crowd an ocean
all imitation copies of one another
adn like a sore thumb i stand out
get more attention that youre toos cared to study
or allow me to lead
to afraid of chagne as everything stays the same

but reality will show you
we wont live the life of a lie forever
and i will see faces change
iwill see esoteric seeds of new answers and wisdom rebuilding
iwll see new directions and creativity spilling
iwill see new worlds growing and metapjhors of perrfection
of how wear e all beautiful stupid and ugly
just to get back at me

so tired of judging you by your face
ill never remmeber your name
ithink its time we changed this game
id love to googel over soemtother image
youre no celebrity
and im not all that interested in yopur sexa ppeal
so try to hook me some other way


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