To what extent yourself is real?
How many souls could you redeem?
And what just made up binding feel
when I felt what should I just seen.
This glasses don't show the truth
without them now I can see
that in some parts of our you
is translucent part of me.
Is it really what you seek?
Wound of the permament bleed
which cant heal or fulfill need
which is dying till can't quit?
And one other thing I'm not sure of
And that's the point of all of this
If you are the theme of poem
or me is who I tried to seize.