Undefined
By Chyanne Lewis, Kenai
Existing as a thought formed slightly in the mind
Still not quite reality, I feel I am confined
To pure imagination that is locked into the eyes
Do you see me as I shall be, as a figure that may rise
Into a detailed shadow former, illuminating from the skies
Or am I here before you, or a fragment shot from lies?
I am what you want me to be, nothing more in me confides
So if you feel I am not worthy, or you feel I can’t suffice
Then here I lay before you, a thought I hope may rise
I am caught in your perception, how you see me otherwise
Is just a thought that you’ve created, for I bare no mere disguise
I can only be here with you, if you see me in your mind
So in ways I guess you may say, that I am “undefined.”