Mistaken Innocence

What if I paint all the colours
With my colourless hues
And lead a mystery enveloping me
Conferring a cloak of obscurity

That ziggy procession of words
Often invade my solitude
And the chaos caused
Now campaigning brutality in my brain

Why the city streets are so deserted
I did not invite them to my threshold
My eyes once just sneaked on through the window
And how they mistake this innocence
©jeyforyou

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