Paradox

Paradox short poem

Uploaded by Maxwell Shaw

The world is my canvas
Full of confusion
And chains
My surroundings insist on me
Holding on to the
Pain but
Why?
Why I ask myself have we
Gotten
To this point where we
See things for what they are not
How can I?
Look one in the eyes
And know it isn’t them
Should I even go forward
Without seeing whats next
I just always ask
Myself
Through
Thought and vibration
Is the way you intended it
God? If the clouds
Can shift
Can we humanity as a whole do so too
Or do we stand as still
As the
The thought of time
Before it came to be
Maybe if we just broke
The barrier of impossible
Within the what ifs
Then
We could grasp the concept
Of structure in reality
Differently

Then again this is just just a thought from a young boy.

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