Mysterious mind

A mind, it aims not to please

but understand, it aims not to behave

or act out an act, it simply creates

locked in a limtless world, as it wonders

the metaphysical when

the body slips aways.

A mind, too strong to control,

why would it aim to please any soul

for a mysterious mind is only in search

to find meaning in this material world.

So it blends the colors, this mysterious mind.

It blends all that has been taught, all which is learned

and creates something significant, not to others,

it creates something significant to one's self.

So let it be, this lost soul

let it find the answers that have

been hidden, let this mind bring

meaning to this subdued world,

painted in plastic, molded to perfection

but in whose eyes?

This mind, it seeks

not a lover, a companion, a friend

it seeks truth through speculations

and though it seems as if it is lost

in a charade..it creates a being,

sculpted for ages, refined, polished

shining the truth of the beauty which

lies within.