you turn off what you can't
understand.
sitting before you, an abomination
it's not norm. it's not accepted.
what are you thinking? why do you mock?

you see not what's there but what appears
what a nothing, complete enigma
it's not transparent. it's not complete.
what are you thinking? why do you think?

a curse acutely flaunted
lacking purpose, worthless in all counts
it's not sane. it's not there.
what are you thinking? why do you exsist?

outside all bounds of understanding
the only bounds, the created bounds
it's not right. it's not needed.
what are you thinking? why do you persist?

invisible apologies surround
the key point, nonexsistment
it's not wanted. it's not established.
what are you thinking? why do you need?

a stranger in the only sense
there it is, and there it will be
it's the only norm. it's the only accepted.
thought is complete. scorn the established.

appearing in facade for the need only
can't see past yourself, naught understanding
it's uncomprehensionable. it's there in thought only.
thought is complete. subsisting on idiocy…

cursing the gift still
it is strange, but the gift discriminates
it's insanity. it's there for self.
thought is complete. live to prove.

boundaries broken for none to see
personal with reality, who knows such
it feels right. it fixes all.
thought is complete. self reassured.

transparent apologies ignored
worthless in point, wasted exsistance?
it's accepted. it's insulted.
thought is complete. live for thought.