Focus: This Picture (V)

The more boxes you want to fit
The more empty ones you find,
You say when to feed your mind
Or when to turn your eyes blind,
What you decide to know
Will take you places you may never see,
Crown you with something you may never be,
Or leave you with nothing to call “worth, ”
It is your choice the stand you take
To swear and testify to your view,
To be a lie and call it a type of true,
To look at the sky and deny it is blue.

Wildkhard[TA]