Rorschach

Written 8-7-2015

"Rorschach"

They named a test after me,
Truly something your eyes follow
Back and forth they can see,
Your brain bitter and hollow

They ask you what you interpret inside,
Your mind's eye can see things
sometimes you might run and hide,
As you are sheep and they are kings

I am the fighter and unholy one,
You are simply worthless
At times with you I am done,
You seem to fall into the abyss

My face changes with every speech,
You can't understand the test
My intelligence is out of your reach,
Too bad your worst is your best.

Copyright Stacy Perry 8/7/2015