Imagination mixed with memory
stirs up these thoughts in me
and I’m not sure what came first
the need or the sentimentality.
Cause I am there and I was here simultaneously
with the love of the hate of not being loved by hate
you get that?
Insanity is the need to make the same mistakes
like Jack and Jill going up the hill after reading their fate
“Oh, I like the sound of this,” Jack says to Jill,
starting up the hill.
Ask for directions even when you’re not lost
you might find yourself surprised
when truth comes right at you in disguise
and you can’t trust your own eyes
and everything we think we see
is in reality trick photography
though I know the eyes the windows to the soul
I know I don’t know how to see through to you
moods set by colored contacts
your artificial beauty kills the view.