The Magician

I found the magic?
I reached out and grabbed it,
It came within a paper package
It was plain , it was torn and looked like shit but When I opened it,
I fucking tripped.

I tripped on the lies ,
tricks and bullshit,
The broken perspectives I lived my life by these things .
So I wrapped it back up but didn’t throw it in the bin
Because here’s the thing,
Magic always wins!
You can’t see the tricking,
all you see is the magician ,
he’s a trickster,
got you trippin’ on his flashy disposition.
Curtains down he’s always winning.

The truths hides the within the magic of what’s hidden ,
You’ll Never see behind the curtains of the magician.