This was one of my first poems. I hate it, but I figured I'd post it anyway. Most people don't understand what this is about. lol Rationalize the laceration of eyes, barricade from seeing, Seeing an atrocity named humanity, contemporary of the idealistic human being, Being enticed within my skin, apprehending my fleeing, Fleeing of a morbid materialistic solicitude, an ambience who proscribes freeing. Thoughts?