If everything you hear is false
If everything that is right is wrong
If everything you see is merely an illusion
Then what can you trust?
If every one you know and love are only in it for themselves
If every one you know and love are always telling lies
If every one you know and love don't know and love you back
Then who can you know and love?
If every place you go is just a show
If every place you go is just a stop
If every place you go is failing
Then where do you go?
If all the history you know has yet to happen
If all you forsee came to pass yesterday
If what is happening now won't happen until tomorrow
Then when do you know that it is now?
If you know why the sky is blue
If you know why grass is green
If you know why the moon has phases
Then why don't you know yourself?
How is it you can't trust any one you know?
How is it you can't love those that you know?
How is it you have no place to be?
How is it you have no concept of time?
How is it you don't know who you are?
If everything that is right is wrong
If everything you see is merely an illusion
Then what can you trust?
If every one you know and love are only in it for themselves
If every one you know and love are always telling lies
If every one you know and love don't know and love you back
Then who can you know and love?
If every place you go is just a show
If every place you go is just a stop
If every place you go is failing
Then where do you go?
If all the history you know has yet to happen
If all you forsee came to pass yesterday
If what is happening now won't happen until tomorrow
Then when do you know that it is now?
If you know why the sky is blue
If you know why grass is green
If you know why the moon has phases
Then why don't you know yourself?
How is it you can't trust any one you know?
How is it you can't love those that you know?
How is it you have no place to be?
How is it you have no concept of time?
How is it you don't know who you are?
Author notes
It's 2am, and I got to thinking-- in paradoxes-- and I was thinking just like this poem works out. Lately, it has come to my attention that too many of the people I thought close to me-- are backstabbers. Which is what this poem is about. This knowledge of my friends not really being my friends has turned my world up side down.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I still love you. :-D and you're right. everyone has changed. a lot. but believe me, even though we've had our problems, I'm always gonna be there for you. I love ya Jessi!


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Hm, very thought provoking. I liked this though..and it's deep and it deff held my attention all the way though. Wonderful piece and keep it up.

~Miraculous~

