A mindset

How I wish I could walk through the doors of your mind
Take a look at the destruction I expect to find
A scratch here, a rupture there
All darned with terror and despair

Is there any hope of restitution?
Amongst all the confusion?
Any shovel to clear the mess away...
And brighten up your mind for a clear new day

Perhaps it’s just an illusion
A grand conspiracy...
A plan for people not to see
That deep down inside...you are as content as can be