It seems you can't understand what you see.
You think and think, you get tired of thinking, then you flee.
Everything around you is turning blur.
You ponder on the truth of life and you ask questions, you continue asking for more.
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I fear the generation am in, because its lazy and no one likes the truth. I write this poem to ponder on the truth, I hope my readers can find there dishonesty and laziness being uproot. very clear intention in writing this poem........ that is fine dear poet. terror, darkness, illusion, truth, escapism, . cruelty, madness........of the moderns.. thank you for this great poem dear poet.