What is this I hear going on about me?
Needing to conceal that I had little hope 
Perhaps I was worried about what wouldn’t be
Unsure if these feelings will ever know it’s not a joke

I pen this looking from the outside in Delighted in revealing that thoughts can evolve Calm shadows cast by generations of souls within They would never have sought my help to solve

Outcomes, solutions, conclusions, the end Later we will discover the epilogue’s brightness Now we must adapt and bend and avoid the trends Knowing that eternity will demonstrate her genius