What you need to hear:
(Don’t say a word)

Everyone is me
Not the philosophical collective consciousness

A critic

Projects self on art

so be careful what you reject

And be careful what you respect
Everyone is a critic

As if their opinions are something significant from within them
To be given as gifts/ Presented as/ Art is often the reaching out for acceptance
So show me

the ways not go
The things not to know
Not to hold sacred
Not to grow
Not to feed
Not to sow
Not to breath
Not to read
Not to write

I only have one life to lead as this time passes me by

So please

Open my eyes
Show me the light
Don’t hold back
Go past the line
to more than half-right

Please

Don’t hold back
Don’t hide
You’ll only make time to hone your knives
Alone but safer
Cause your anxiously waiting for the enemy,
prepared To open wide his insides
Got the right

So show me

What your eyes see

And I’ll try to judge you justly