what leaves one blind
Is often the misinterpretation of the naked eye
Sending pictures to the brain with captions that lie
Is the very organ we constantly fail to control and keep in line
Running rapid, with deception at it's side
Ironically, is what we close to dream, but also open to keep our dreams alive

What is real is what one sees from the start
What one in-visions is true
But the message transferred can be blurry, unclear, or unwittingly miscontrue
And that can be blamed on the desires of the heart
Because the heart is a smooth talker
It has the ability to persuade
And as the brain and heart proceed to barter
Common sense slowly start to fade

All warnings that are usually sent from above
seem to become deeply locked away
As the heart makes a metamorphisis from
That ignored wordsmith to a temporary replica of the human brain

With emotions there are often many little problems, within big problems because when it rains it pours
This confusion is where feelings strive
In order to take control and re-tune yours
You must start at the biggest misconception of them all ... your eyes

Beauty has the gift of gravitation easily making you feel drawn
Where is most make their initial mistake
The more they try and push away the harder they return like a see-saw
Causing the heartaches

A seemingly everlasting adorn is created
You feel like you can't break it
Some say that's the worst feeling and it sucks to face it
And you shouldn't prey upon your face-down cards just play the ones that you're facing
But honestly i'd rather have no chance at receiving the correct message from my eyes and still chase it
Then to lose my faith and build up this beautiful heart i possess just to waste it

It must depend on ones personal preference
You can live never attempting
The possibilities meant to be pursued by human intentions
OR you can follow in the direction of my footsteps and live to find the love you've been dreaming of in one of these "misconceptions"