I see you are disappointed by the answers
But it’s really the questions that you ask.
Critical of the way things look
Yet you will never remove your mask.
So what if you keep painting masterpieces
Clearly no one else will ever see?
Surrounding yourself with splendor
Makes you lazy and rarely sets you free.
So let me leave you with this;
It is but a simple gift.
Friendship is the only thing
That can reach across the rift.
Soon you may face the edge;
One you cannot cross or could not see.
Only friends will tell you when to jump
Or when to just let it be.
From nowhere you are puzzled by a memory
So clear you question who you are.
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