What is it, from the depths of my mind
Am I hiding from me.
Suicidal thoughts are irrationaly rational.
Rationally irrationally?
If your world was to make sense
Though in opposite spin to the rest
Would that be the path to go by?
Words written down
By my hands - arguable.
Vision blurred, I am seeing more clearly than ever.
They see me out of focus.
Are they ignorant, incompetent
- Am I being elitist -
When I see the emerald city in colours that are not constant.
I see jems sparkling, though
Maybe not the same way as you do.
Is it age, please tell me,
That determines your level of thought?
Do you shy away from me, my dear,
When really -
You are only hiding from yourself?