The wool you use to blind my eyes,
is cloaking yours instead.
Trying to sneak intentions by,
my senses kill them dead.
You see, my friend, I know your game,
but will not play along.
I try my best to not take aim,
each step I take moves forth.
My solid shield, invisible,
protecting all my moves.
A force that feels invincible,
every attack removes.
I see through you with both eyes closed,
at times provoking tears.
Your masquerade has been exposed,
releasing endless fears.
I can not blame you for your rage,
when hurt is all you know.
Maybe one day your heart will change,
so love in you can grow.
You see, my friend, what you have missed,
is that we all are one.
While serving me a betraying kiss,
you harbor all the harm.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Written for FFFC #199 hosted by Fandango
