atmospherik1

Here's a little somethin somethin I wrote about a year ago at work. Its something me and my buddy would do to pass the time. I guess its freestyle verse
I call it: Foreign Eyes

What is it about human eyes
Because eye to eye for me doesn't fly
I don't try to see a stranger through my eyes
Because my brain just denies
Denies the fact that a person is just a person
But somewhere in my mentality there hides a diversion
A diversion that is my savior
Through all my excursions comes uncomfortablenes, unconformity
Is this what God has planned for me
Family,friends, co-workers, customers
They have all felt my foreign sight
But I will never lose the will to fight
I still want to experience life and I can only do this when things are set right
This is when my pathway in life is clear and not beaten
Right now I'm twenty-one and it feels like I've only stuck my feet in
Soon though, my whole body will be wet
Soaked with events that inspire and breed desire
I feel this is the only truth because Ive allready been in and seen the fire
From the water the smoke will rise and the guise will be lifted
And my foreign eyes will leave revealing the truth, the real
The eyes that have always been gifted

That is my verse, let me know what you think.

-Writers never die