Each decision decreases my capacity To value each and act equally To measure my potential Disregarding my physical ability. I see the world in one dimension Simple as a poor boy Meek as a lamb
Who with simple hope Tries to find truth in thinking pedestals
That is my addiction My frequent guide I follow it blindly Hoping to find the ideal on the other side
My faculties grow But my instincts fade
A mirror reflects the perfection That is the concern of my mind Suddenly struck by my inadequacy
I am persuaded by my uncertainty Weakened by my commitment Attempting to pay my senses no heed I investigate the truths discovered by others
