I'M Not Here; This Isn'T Happening

If at some point This made any sense to me I'd be all ears Promises I'd keep To admit the misperceptions Of my vanity And my guide would watch me Give reasons for me to keep moving Forward on the lit path Anger standing in my way We would part like Moses and the Red Sea And walk through it in balance And if I think I have this right To see a light at the end of the tunnel Is to focus on nothing else