I've realized as time goes by that nothing is as it seems.

The cold- crimson look in your enemy's eyes has no effect on your emotion.

Although, time has it's own name, as do you.

But it has no meaning. 

You're just a number in the system of human beings.

Who are wishing every day to have a say in todays world.

The girl with the fair face, and crystal eyes promises you eternal love.

But it isn't true. 

You're falling into the traps that life throws at you.

Although, those traps are apart of the American dream.

Is this effect, part of your dream? 

Or are you the dream, controlling every aspect of your being without realizing it.

Could you possibly be the master of this distrusted world?

No body will ever know the real meaning of control.

They say it's a mans world, but could that be so?

It's not. 

Neither man, nor woman. 

It lies within the crusts of the earth, but no one is brave enough to dig it up.

Perhaps there might be, someday, a brave soul to encounter the true meaning.

But within the hundreds of years, no one has cease to try.

Because we are all taught that there is no meaning.

No meaning what-so-ever to anything. 

Thus, no one tries.

We are always contemplating on changing the world.

But never cease to change ourselves in the trap of reality.

Never encountering the true colors of this cold dark world.

Most of us are numb to the feelings.

But the crimson eyes tell you stories of how the worlds ought to be.

Then again, you have the crystal waves of promise.

But even the waters can drown you.

No matter what stone you choose to throw, it's going to end up in the same pond.