A picture can be worth a thousand words

A portrait can be just the same

Social scenery that many stand to be in

False and full is behind my lines

A shadowing body that wants and makes

Playing a picture prefect model for person to come

From me is where these feeling do speak in time

From the forcing of words

To the sane mind that comes from a sole drink

Commanding the bodies that jump

Wasting views from those who don’t understand

The waves that come of like and dislike

Lost by the lights that blare my vision

Still wrong in your eyes no matter how still I hold

The name for this painting comes to be sin

For the worth of a thousand words are washing

A lone title breaks a silent room. To a WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME.?