What do you see when you look
inside yourself?
Is it emptiness? Or maybe
scattered thoughts
trying to make up a collective being?
Perhaps it's just garbled garbage
strewn about in a mess of confusion?
It could be hope or understanding,
reflection on the past,
or anticipation of the future.
Ultimately, is what you see
- reality?
- or is this just a perception?
Most importantly - is this you?
Author notes
Written April 26th, 2005
