The Inventions that come when between Awake and Asleep

I can't tell if you're serious
The look in your eyes
Makes it hard

Before long I would have
Had my praise
Came you, then
To take the words
From my mouth

I find it hard
That you would know
Still I am begging
To know this more

You don't seem ill
Though you adore
These beggars, those wretches
And those whores

From this day
My being is forever changed
I promise to walk this way
Though easier said than done

Take these scales
That blind my orbs
I see that I
Am no better

I will see to it
No matter what they say



Credits
Writer(s): Ramon Arreola Jr.
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