A world where the trees and bees talk to me
A life where the ancient walk alongside me
A world where people exist in melancholy,
absorbing me.
Like black holes, they suck up all my energy,
take up all of my time, constantly asking me things
wanting me to explain me.
I cannot be explained, i can only be perceived
and quite frankly, your perception has
nothing to do with me.
Because in a world where nature speaks
And in a life where the dead surround me,
you’d surely think i was crazy.
So to you, I can be whomever you want
me to be.
Because in my world, i can walk atop the sea
For i am limitless, don’t you see?
Does it trigger you, the way i transmute your
misinterpretations with ease?
Does it bother you, that i choose to heal
from any disease?
Does it matter if you ain’t seeing what i’m seeing?
Sweetheart don’t you see?
Your perception has nothing to do with me.

© Yazzythealien