Unfinished Shifting Perspective

If I write something and don't finish it I tend to lose complete interest in it... this is an almost written one I am unlikely to return to... Shifting sands, shifting truths Underlying perception When is perception lies Is shifting perception under lying What lays beneaths the truths I share As I share what lays beneath For I am shifting every day A layer may shift the truth I'm not a liar, but I shift So far from this way to that I lose myself, almost my mind Do I lose possession of the facts To myself I change my view Argue what is right and true Is everything up for review A looking glass stepped through Version control, editing at play Edges frayed, bits washed away Stood precisely unsquare How can I lie when I'm so self aware Lock me up, tear up exit code Leave me on the side of the road My brains recesses are mine to own Scratched the surface then left alone