I've made it through,
the hollow tube of hearts and minds,
Both fake and true.
I constituted that I won't care,
holding the feelings inside I bare.
What it contains I cannot say,
for non the thoughts are that of me.
I memorized the sameness of minds,
in shapes and size,
difference of vibes.
As I walked by a similar path,
all provided some guide of light.
Some of the dark, made of great pain,
traps and falls were all I'd gain.
Some of the darkness and light combined,
I often tripped but came out fine.
Others so bright, glowing their light,
every step I went amazed my sight.
But most compelled was I of my kind,
been through the dark but chose the light.
These path I came so determined to follow through,
What was their clam for all their view?
While thinking so, little did I know,
I was censored as I walked through.
As I got out the door of minds,
dark, mixed and bright,
difference of vibes,
I went in clean,
I came out judged.