Complicated Reality

I'm living somewhere between past and present

between stressin', and the act of extracting lessons

from the penitentiary of my recent memory

sifting the salt to pull gems from the sediment.

I'm hesitant to admit how much I do it,

live a little life, then I pause to review it.

Scrubbing through the footage one frame at time

in my mind to define every angle to it.

Call it it anxiety, or call it being prepared

It's a puzzle mind predicament, I'm pretty well aware

So don't mind me for a minute, I'm just crunching for clues

making new views of what was already there.