You do rhyme, but not all in time
your thoughts are mine but not in time
and you do see but are still blind
what could be, but still behind
in a little glass, in quarts of pain
you drink your past, but not in vain
your Kingdom is there, it is not lost
if you plan, you make the most
your words we hear and all obey
your thoughts are wild, thats what makes us stay
we do know what is behind
and no one knows,what is your rhyme
you hide in lines, and codes we all see
but to hide your tears, we don't see
we tear down the walls you build
and we will never let you be
to end the t