I see a young boy <br /> eyes closed <br /> fingertips searching <br />Pretending he knows not what he does. <br /> <br />I see a grown man <br /> hidden by miles <br /> poetry probing <br />Obscuring meaning with interpretation. <br /> <br />In darkest night, emotions reign <br />Come morning, reason rules again.<br /><br />Velvet Thorn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-see-or-not-to-see/
