Life As An Optical Llusion

I'm a piece of art That can be hung up on the wall But please don't move me For I shall fall Become abstract pieces of a different cause Waiting.. Begging.. To be put back together like a puzzle with endless possibilities To a startles finish I am to be one day put in a museum With all of life's other amusing entities Being of another time will ponder thoughtfully With bounds of curiosity Questions that lead into stories Stories that lead into more unanswerable questions Forever stuck in a frame To play the unwanted game of powers For sheep's to follow Wearing black veils