Mist and Blaze

Mist and Blaze Mirror and my face Down in sorrow a fraction of me A ice burning tea . In a Place of flakes of fake judgemental parade I can't just sit and laugh in grace In this crazy maze Not my sensitive blaze .. The defeatist mist Please don't say that to my face I will probably see it as a pessimist I'm a optimist Grabbing me by the wrist the trust mist My sensitive blaze The panic raise The undefined gaze The confused days The stare phase. Overthink In a enamoured blink Click. Flick. Im fine . One worry shrink Imperceptible nod Thw blazes and mists reciprocate A Rest ... For a minute