Saturday, March 6, 2010

my brain

my brain believes not what it is told
but what it sees
my brain is meant to know
what is
not what is supposed to be
my brain can see that you are lying
when you call me insane
the doctors cover me with wires
and charge me inside
but still my brain knows
you desire
me to believe
when all you say
are things that mean nothing
it sees through the deceit
you share
you give
and my brain says no
still you force me to agree
but as long as I exist
my brain will resist
all your mastery