Judgementality Disorder

July 29, 2008
By Alex Waite, West Des Moines, IA

Look into my eyes
Do you see into them
Through them
Past Them
Or did you even look at all

If you did what would you see
Could you see it all
The passion
The love
Or the good intentions

Are you so good
That you're saturated in it
Your greatness
Your self-strength
There is no room for others

A wall, A shell, A bubble
Call it what you want
You're stiff
You're hard
I can't even look in your eyes

But your real demise is
You can't see out
So blind
So foolish
Who would choose the lack of vision

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