What I see is something
You can't see
Doesn't mean it means nothing
Doesn't mean it isn't anything
What I see is something
Beautiful and
You won't believe me
When I frame and hang these to dry
I haven't found what
You've been looking for
In the blurring of a color
And the talent of another
Doesn't mean I'm not good enough
Doesn't mean I'm not rich enough
What I see is something
That you cannot fathom and
You won't believe me
You cannot conceive this
Peripheral
And it's just one more neglected
Tortured soul simply tearing
Into all these emotional effected
Little lines you try to sell me
Little failures you try to tell me
That I'm not to where I should be
You don't understand me
Your eyes are open but they don't see
And it's just one more neglected
Tortured soul so sadly talented
As to be beyond the peripheral
As to be beyond the diagonal
You think if you can hold my head
Underwater just enough so that I bend
I will do every bidding you tell me
Everything you recommend
But I haven't found what
You've been looking for
Inside myself
So let this deviation fester
For what it's worth and it's worth a lot to me
So let it grow greater and and stronger
Let it take this girl over
And this sophomoric ritual
Will overturn itself to reveal
Something you will never feel
Accomplishment and talent come
To receive this peripheral