CONSCIOUSNESS OF THYSELF

We all go through the motions of life, yet sometimes we each have our own paths to walk through this cycle, known as life to truly understand how overtired you are trying to protect. Your sanity of your subconsciousness, from breaking down into a mound of unshaped clay, as you try desperately to understand just exactly. What does that intell in the deepness of our heart and soul, and the subconsciousness of our mind that sometimes becomes unaligned blinding us from seeing. What is in front of you as we no longer see through our own eyes, but we see ourselves through the eyes of others who have no clue of what and who we are to thyself. For we each can not judge ourselves upon what others may think of us, as they see us through there own eyes. For we can't continue to push aside the silent treatment and silent stares and silent whispers, to just please others who refuse to see us as we are the same human beings of skin and flesh and blood. For we all are nothing more than an box of crayons, mix within in a box of mix colors each created in human form of what is called life for where is it written. That we must hide behind a mask as an disguise to hide, who and what we are in the true reflection of the mirror as we see ourselves through our own eyes, as in heart and soul and mind mentally and emotionally and physically and spiritually.