Friday, December 25, 2009

My Vision; My Imagination

Sometimes I walk outside and open my eyes
My eyes aren't always opened
Many times I walk around with them closed
But other times I go outside and open my eyes wide
I look at you
See right through you
I read your mind
Laugh at the things I'm not suppose to know
Then I close my eyes and use my imagination from what I hear
When I open my eyes, my vision doesn't match my imagination
Cause' who I see is not who I wish you were
Sometimes I walk outside and open my eyes
My eyes aren't always opened
Many times I walk around with them closed
But other times I go outside and see right through you

The DIVA
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