my words seem to reflect
this thing i can't deflect
i'm suspended in midair,
simply hanging by my hair

it's so easy to see
but i can't just see

hard to believe
how easy it is to deceive
a person like me
can never just see
but i can read people
whether they're just fine, or scruple
i can seem to manage
without any damage

the only one who can't
is the one who chooses they shan't
the only way you'll ever find it
is if you choose to mind it

written on 12-25-18

finally stuck with a rhyme,
about time.