Eyes...
the windows shattering my soul
I rather not see
he with she

Looking away...

How far could I see
what's infront of me
passing through
behind me

Embrace my day...

Vulnerable is the heart
that speaks without unison
with the mind
state of my kind

A state of mine...

Ever assuming
the unassuming
tainting the path of regret
should I be so set
never a mind
never a heart

My conclusions
inconclusive
bear with me
my lack of insensitivy

A casualty of a primitive rebirth...