I have watched the world for a long time, which shattered my belief in my perceptions like I am seeing but blind, studying my surroundings in all places, especially inside self my face has many faces, formed by my resistance to conform and take anything at face value, like how you, judge a book by it's cover, never giving it a chance until by happenstance you discover , what's hidden, made the day brighter and life worth living, so much darkness our light gets refused, what harm can I do by leading the way my torch infused, drenched by the thought of paradise, forgetting getting there is only half the battle and you have to sacrifice, my heart is a vault, not inpenatratable though, iy's not getting in it's getting out if I let you go, my fine line of being, goes far beyond your shaded seeing, you have to train your eyes because what you see can become lies, it's believing in yourself that is wise, sure to surprise all knowing, in that moment of arrest you'll know that your growing, you think you see where your going, motion is unending, we are rotating on one axis that's bending, I am only recommending,