[Facebook always asks me what's on my mind. I usually don't answer, for this is what it looks like..]
Don’t try to read my mind,
It’s a riot in there.
My dreams are bleeding;
My dreams
are pleading Reality
for a sliver of hope.
My conscience held captive
by my Greed:
blindfolded, gagged, bound;
My ethics lie around,
slain by Compromises-
My feelings lay emotionless
due to False Promises.
Don’t try to read my mind,
It’s not quiet in there.
Dark dirges play, pay alms
to my Loneliness.
My Anger and my Hatred hold spears
to pierce
the mental voodoo dolls of my foes;
the mental voodoo dolls of my foes;
My ideas and imagination
raped by my Lust-
And all that I’ve learnt,
Lazily gathering dust.
Don’t dare to read my mind,
and I won’t scare you;
I’ll behave Human, and fit in
your beautiful World.
