But what if it could?
What if it came at a fee?
What if everything you said had its own consequences?
And it manifested itself into a being; pretense.
The amount of things I've witnessed would leave you in awe.
Enough to fabricate an entire landscape if I'd draw.
I've never spoken out about anything I've seen
Anything I've done, any plan I've schemed.
I've never talked about my problems or ever seen a shrink
I could act before anyone could blink.
Incognizant, oblivious, ignorant, unaware.
A modern day holocaust; all I can do is stare.
Observing as chaos engulfs the world
The males, blind to anything not a girl
The females, blind to anything not a man
While my mind's ready to explode on command.
A guy walks by, a girl thinks, "He's cute."
I see a cheating man and the girl he's en route.
A girl walks by, a guy says, "She's hot."
I see someone who's been beaten, as if a human, she's not.
The knowledge I withhold would bring life to a halt
Yet I continue to be mute, as I lock up the vault.
I feel like I'm meant to vent a different way.
Someway to proclaim my secret cachet.
As I write I realize my words come alive
Images, projections at the drop of a dime.
I close my eyes and a world erupts
An explosion of dreams as lightning struck.
I open my eyes and look at my key,
I unlock the door and prepare another story.
