Escapist-----I'm just a dreamer.

WHAT DOES THOSE EYES SEE, COULD YOU CAPTURE, OR STILL WONDERING, ABOUT THOSE MESMERIZING RETENTIONS, WAS THAT THIS ALLEY, FRESHEN UP YOUR MIND, TO THE DOWN OF, MOMENTS WE HAD IN CATCH OF, THOSE PARALLEL TREES, IN AUTUMN BLOOMED , FRESH AND EVER SCENTED BUDDINGS, WHICH ADDED BEAUTY TO ME, HAS THE SEASON CHANGED, OR IT'S THE CRUEL TIME FOR YOU, AM I ON THE SAME ROAD, WHICH IS THAT LONG ROAD TO CROSS, IS THAT ISOLATED, OR JUST YOY DON'T WANT , TO WALK THROUGH IT, THAT OLD WOODEN BENCH, MADE FOR TWO, IS THAT BROKEN, OR IT'S BEEN OCCUPIED, CHANCES OR RENOVATION ARE MORE, NOW IT'S ONLY FOR ONE, THE BEAUTIFUL WRAPPED GIFT, EAGER TO PASS , AND LOCATE IT'S DWELLING PLACE, DOES IT KNOWS THE TRUTH, THE HOLDER IS MISSING, YOUR VOICE IS CHOCKED, WHAT DOES YOUR , HEART MAKE IT TO FEEL, ARE YOU OUT OF WORD, ELSE JOINING WORDS, IS TOUGH JOB NOW, AM I BLANK , OR THE MEMORY IS FLASHED NOW, DO MY EYES STILLR...

Unable to see, or intend to. The crushed world, with hard knocks. The struggling moves, which is difficult to turn up right. The chaotic scenes, makes eyes to drop down. The hatred inbuilt, ignorance around. killings on raise, squares away every good thing . The unreasoning things, Limits out to resolve. The baneful voices, Shutter the captured moments. The Impoverishment, never to end up. The bloody relations, messed and hooked up. The pretending company, easy to deceive Indifference of creed, vanished the purity indeed. Am i called purblind, or this is just my act.