Question everything you hear
ponder everything you see
for there are three sides to everything, not two
to all that people say and do
for what you live and what they go through
are never the same but the Truth is
and it is subtle, like a butterfly's kiss
Half the words we choose to speak
compared to the emotion behind them
come up paltry and somehow weak
confused by others comprehension
or the short span of attention
Sometimes the thoughts you deem worthy of mention
are lost within a crowded or sometimes closed mind
you'll notice the nodding head and vacuous smile
and that's when you'll play along as well
and though you both can tell, neither of you will,
the moment and the chance lost
in the space between you both...
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