If only,
The faith and trust, could shine through, then maybe you’d know what to do, when the energies play with you.
Instead of pretending that your knowing of the chaos of your making, cause your taking, not really creating.
Just make believing while your decieving, in the falsehood self, of the personhood, who mistook the love.
Mistrust came to play with the stray, while they grasp and clasp,and hold real tight.
Let somebody else shine my light.
I don’t want to take accountability of the flea that I Be.
I can blame it on the night that had me in a fright.
The person who doesn’t see their not free,
for the ego has them real bright,
in a character role of the light, or the dark its all a farce.
Who knew the roles of deceptions,
come In packages of corrections,
the vunerable to, they play this game too. 
Can I trust you!
I’m scared, I’m meek, don’t have a peek, you might not like what you seek.
Underneath its all bleak.

Lost in confusion in an illussion.