Under the watch that we're waiting to kill
lie our choices, directions,
and options to sort through while keeping still,
but voiced interjections
become ultimatums and others opinions are the sociable kind,
that crowd up your thoughts and eat up your mind.
Hundreds of fingers shaking objections
to the path you decide, while they're
simply a figment and not verbalized by anyones voice,
it's still hard to find belief in the fact that it's not
what they whisper to make a connection.
But if you absolve your organ of thought
and remain calm under fictitous perceptions
you may just breathe easy and forget the lot
and do what appeals toward your thoughts of perfection
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