The Constant State of going Nowhere

Dedicated to my muse: BIRKH

I got myself new lenses
not as dirty as the previous
i see greener grass...
blue-r skies...
redder apples...
i smile as i marvel at these wonders

No more blur no more confusion
No more feeling at the edge of depression

It's ok if i'm nowhere
as long as i have this new eye wear

Move on... if you wish to
i'll stay here, praying for you.
With these new lenses i wear,
i find meaning here i swear.

Do i?

Or do i wish to follow?
to avoid this hollow?
JUST to avoid this hollow??

As i think with these new lenses,
i know that time passes,
let it be let it be...

I like the green grass here,
the blue sky here,
the red apples here.

It's ok if I'm nowhere
as long as i have this new eye wear