A Complete Stranger

When a stranger is strange, don’t look into his eyes
Those eyes red as blood just staring at minds
And when a friend is a stranger………………..
Nothing looks alright, tits and bits of words
Just scatter now and then with no reason to smile

As you pass by, a complete stranger is never strange
Words flow like ‘The Niagara Falls’, a million of those
And some fly in the atmosphere of moisture
And some scanty, once in blue moon, eyes
And as you stop working on your minds alone
Then once more to a complete stranger, you just vacant

I think I’m a complete stranger to me
Never knew myself, what I was made up of?
But when I met a complete stranger
I know a little bit of me and a little more of ‘er
The less I understand as the more I try to know
The more I be a complete stranger to me

Time heals the wounds, do what? When time is wound
All you can do is just kill time as time kills you
Time and again when you look into the mirror
You become a complete stranger to the other.