See, this life means more to me
But you think me morbidly
Obsessed with caskets of thoughts
That offer discourse
And never my honest thoughts

My hawk view means I see you slither through
So never will you
Deceive my seeing with your shiny dues
Dime a dozen your crew
I’m prime and transforming too
Life is baffling you
I’m optimus
You with opiums,
Hence your distorted views