The Forest

If we have a belief
an opinion
on what we think
yet
our belief
refuses
to self reflect
serious questions
new information
previously
hidden facts
Have we not
become lost
within a forest of words
with trees of sentences
that we don't
really understand
walking the forest
with head bowed low
in circles
with faceless friends
losing the ability
to bend
in life's winds
to up grade
ones opinions
to allow ones mind
to flow
where ever
logical reasoning
grows
within this forest of words
that we
Hardly Know
Not looking
a head
to see
Where this will end