Scribe

Wanting to see thru your eyes
Lavish in the ways of old
Or another place to be
What would become of me?

Idol too inside me, idolized the time
What is the realm? Discover unwritten rhymes

So trivial in what I see, to reveal the real of you
Illusions to make me feel
My thinking slurred, my speach, stunned

Idols here beside me, idolize what's right
Go find yourself, uncover creative side

When real is what you don't tell
The part that none can read
Get to know truths untold
The riddle here is solved

I won't give myself away
Live alone for a day, sensory explosion contained
Your no different than me
Let liquid squeeze past the ball, get it down, and tell them all
When real is what you don't tell
The part that none can read
Get to know truths untold
The riddle here is solved
When real is what you dont sell, the part that no one can read
Get to know what I can be, the riddle leaves me free