August 11, 2010, 3:59 PM
To those of you,
Who think you know,
What my mind is like,
And how I think,
What my personality is like,
Or how I behave,
Simply by the words on a screen,
By the words I have written,
And posted,
I must testify,
And say you do not.
For the words on this screen,
Are the ones I choose to let you see,
For all to view,
And to make judgement of your own,
Of what your thoughts are of my words,
With out wrongs,
Nor rights.
What you do not see,
And what you can not comprehend,
Is how my mind works,
Or why I post these particular works.
Why I think the way I do,
And how I feel of things,
Not to be confused by guesses,
And thoughts of your own.
You can not see the works,
That I choose not to post,
For reasons of my own,
That contain the hidden messages,
To what this life has gone through,
Or what this life is capable of.
That these words are not meant to harm,
Or detour your mind,
But simply to speak the words,
That have not been said,
That every poet feels,
But never says,
And that every artist expresses,
With out explanation.
Do not confuse my words,
For what they are not,
But take them in stride,
For what each one offers,
And what you get from each one,
Your own thoughts,
To how you think.
An individual ride,
For all to enjoy,
Or to fear,
But never to be confused,
With how this mind really works,
Or to take guesses as to why it was written,
The way it was,
If you will.
Who think you know,
What my mind is like,
And how I think,
What my personality is like,
Or how I behave,
Simply by the words on a screen,
By the words I have written,
And posted,
I must testify,
And say you do not.
For the words on this screen,
Are the ones I choose to let you see,
For all to view,
And to make judgement of your own,
Of what your thoughts are of my words,
With out wrongs,
Nor rights.
What you do not see,
And what you can not comprehend,
Is how my mind works,
Or why I post these particular works.
Why I think the way I do,
And how I feel of things,
Not to be confused by guesses,
And thoughts of your own.
You can not see the works,
That I choose not to post,
For reasons of my own,
That contain the hidden messages,
To what this life has gone through,
Or what this life is capable of.
That these words are not meant to harm,
Or detour your mind,
But simply to speak the words,
That have not been said,
That every poet feels,
But never says,
And that every artist expresses,
With out explanation.
Do not confuse my words,
For what they are not,
But take them in stride,
For what each one offers,
And what you get from each one,
Your own thoughts,
To how you think.
An individual ride,
For all to enjoy,
Or to fear,
But never to be confused,
With how this mind really works,
Or to take guesses as to why it was written,
The way it was,
If you will.
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