Victim of Perception
Posted in Lyrics, Poetry at Rest on October 7th, 2006A man lies faint beneath the desert sun
The ‘Samaritan’ offers him water to cool
He knocks the flask from his hands and spills some
And says, “the glass is half empty and I’m no fool”
A woman digs a pit and falls into it
Another comes along to help her out
But she says, “you can’t reach me from where you are–
your help is something I can do without…”
Chase their whims and try to please them
Fall for the myth that something will
Walk on eggs on pins and needles
When perception is nine tenths of their hell
He thought he could make a difference
He thought he would be the exception
But who would care if he changed the world–
When he is just a Victim of Perception?
A boy once ‘cried wolf’ but turned out like a lamb
And no one thought to realize his repentance
False witnesses brought him to the hands of the court
Judge said, “Give that liar the maximum sentence!”
She was the one to whom people would come
Just to get some—or she’d pose for some smut
But she’s had a change of heart and for years a new start
Yet still they say, “Stay away from that slut”
Chase their whims and try to please them
Fall for the myth that something will
Walk on eggs, on pins, on needles
But perception is nine tenths of their fill
She thought she would make a difference
She thought she could be the exception
But who would care if she changed the world–
If she’s just a Victim of Perception?
From good to bad, and sane to mad, or
Harmful to advantageous
The perceptions were fixed long ago
But reality often changes
©2006 (October 7 @2:00 AM) by J. “Xakk” Marshall