my mind has and still am being clouded with questions,
questions that needs to be solved,
for the sake of clear comprehension,
due to existing as a person with limitations.
wish i was the person i used to be,
but those days are but a history.
if only contradictions were a friend to facts,
then there wouldn't ever be a dissonance to be burdened with, indeed.
i mean aren't you the almighty? the one who already knows, from the very beginning, what's inside the hearts and minds of men whom you've created?
i suppose you knew this day would come.
i guess i'll let this fuzz be only between you and me.