T & C

when you can want something you hate, 
and lie in perfect honesty
from every angle things are crystal clear 
when you doubt things of which you're sure 
something seems just beyond your hand 
you wonder if your living second rate 
is my mind too open, 
is my heart still beating 
do my eyes betray a hint of loneliness 
or an ambiguity,
i only want to see the light 
when every word makes perfect sense 
in every single line you read 
but every single line seems to conflict 
and the perspectives that i see 
a picasso reality 
i'm seeing truth through sheets of opaque glass 
where does reason stop, and romance begin
i feel the ghosts hitchhiking on the wind 
and since when did following your heart become a sin,
I only want to see the light