I’ve walked with kings
And felt no better,
I’ve danced with queens
And knew no worse…
I’ve dined in halls
And felt insignificant,
I’ve lived in slums
And knew royalty…
Perceptions are futile,
If you get them so wrong,
What you see
Is not what you get…
I’ve gazed at seas
And imagined uprising,
I’ve seen into eyes
And been pacified by sight…
I’ve lived with taunts
And thought them harmless,
I’ve listened intently
And taken them to heart…
Perceptions are futile,
If you get them so wrong,
What you get
Is not what you know…
I’ve slept on stone
And felt right at home,
I’ve rested on pillows
And wished to cry…
I’ve spoken no sense
And known my coherence,
I’ve argued logic with logic
And felt at a loss…
Perceptions are futile,
If you get them so wrong,
What you know
Is not what you hear…
I’ve walked in crowds
And felt on my own,
I’ve walked alone
And felt at perfect ease…
I’ve played in teams
And known isolation,
I’ve been told what to do
And done the complete opposite…
Perceptions are futile,
If you get them so wrong,
What you hear
Is not what it seems…
(this is another song I wrote, and I wrote the lyrics while listening to Imagine Me (As I Am) by Star Crossed Enemies - the only thing about this song/poem is that it doesn't seem to end, but I suppose in a way that's the point because people never stop perceiving things).
