Happy New Year Opussians! X
I stared into the mirror at this years greed
Reflecting back at the memories of what I need
You, it's always you that needs to believe
To understand what really bothers me
Excessive interrogations denied in sleep
In a strange language of emotions and feelings nobody ever speaks
Always repetitive chitchatter to waste the mind
A new celebrity is born to kill in time
A freak show circus for the blind to lead the blind
In a 2 up 2 down concrete box where the audience is confined
Are you the ringmaster in the show?
Are you a puppeteer with a child's fragile ego?
A music box plays a strange song you used to know
You swing and sway and let your dreams follow
I chased your scent to the end of your rainbow
Where you reflect in next years stained glass windows
Lets not talk about the good old days
Children laugh in freedoms excited playful ways
Blissfully unaware that some dreams can fade
After all, tomorrow is just another's faze
You'll find me in the mirror looking for an exit from this maze
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