How will they ever live in this state anyway, a lot of waste yet I am not to conclude that.
Contrary to what they say, I see everything, every detail, every hidden and every depths
But don't be mistaken, I don't conclude things yet I see clear as day.
I can paint them yet I can also see what it is
I had to choose a side but refuses to
It's my cake, to witness what detail they will take
It's funny how they miss an important detail and it's funny how they search for that missed pieces in my files.
Never knew it's been tampered
Never knew it's already been painted
I can't zoom but I can focus
I cater what's needed but been left with what's needed
I capture as I go, off work, off day
I take a lot that made it spill
When finals came, I didn't have a choice but to burn the needed and keep all the wants.
It's the demand, I can only keep selective amount, yet a lot of value had been wasted.
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