Mirrors of Madness

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just different

　

why do people complain

when all in all we are insane

what will light the flame

or shall we play the blame game

falling apart at the seams

with wretched ill faded screams

vanishing salute to freedom

as the church choir streams

I stare to the madness, I see just my pain, it staring me back, drowning me in the sadness...

My tears flow, blinding me, just for vain, for no reason, my mind falling to the emptiness..

. I stare in the mirror, once again, I see my eyes, I see mirrors of madness...

Pond, lonely moonlight reflecting from it, I look how the wind is altering the surface...

Figures of moonlight shiveringly playing in the pond, glittering, modifying, multiplying, imitating life...

Group of reflections in the surface, raging wildly, spinning and swinging...

One lonely spot of light, far away from others, quivering forgottenly, slowly dying away...

　

onto the needful all is needy

onto the greed all our greedy

left in quaint apathy where we expect to be

I see mirrors of madness

tossed with a salad of brevity

we are living in a world of the make believe

what are we most willingly to achieve