Moments

The lies that blind us
And the ones that bind us
All surrounding
Like a cocoon of moments
Worth living with? 

To those who cant see
That realities are a reflection
Of these moments lived
Worth having? 

The ties that bind us
And those that grind us
Of being something one isnt
Worth giving? 

To those who cant be
Their selves they wish to be
In these moments lived
Worth doing? 

- Diary of an Oxymoron