Taking on a vision We submit our picturesque dreams Somewhere into nighttimes landscape And make believe scenes We visit We are so closed-minded Yet so exquisite Shadows warp the items in the room Stretching and contorting A wise one knows not ever to assume Within the light of a pale lit moon Things can lose form Transpose in front of the eyes of youth Newborn glimpses Unable to determine truth A bit of smoke A tint of light A fractal of mirror Changes the way that I might look Changes the way I appear Changes the shape that you see Changes sight (as you know it to be) Out with paradigms Conspiracy bake offs with glee Out with images we have previously known to be We are chameleon like Dandy lions Transformed into mountain lions Still within the same fresh air A chill and a look of confusion Genetic fusion and in-vitro sex Planets are shifting and generation Y Is taking the place of forgotten x The world is rotating around special FX Then again, Who are the real suspects? Hiding in the shadows, dancing in the beams Shape is just an illusion And Truth be told (and in reality) Nothing is, as it seems