</>The clocks, suddenly have stopped, <br />My alarm goes off all day, <br />The world has passed- who could last <br />With angels for company? <br /> <br />Something's wrong-I don't belong <br />Does everyone feel this way? <br />Why people do as I think <br />And act out all I say? <br /> <br />Is beyond reality <br />And I am not sure if they're real <br />Or if I am still in the world <br />Or ever was-has it changed? <br /> <br />Am I just beginning <br />To see beyond ignorance? <br />I think it was meant to be <br />The impossible-destiny, <br />A proof of omnipresence... <br />(Or lack o common sense) ... <br /> <br /> <br />COPY WRITE©2009<br /><br />Romeo Della Valle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-distorted-mirror/
