The eyes do not see.

The eyes do not see what the mind does not acknowlegde. I acknowlegde That you want attention. I won't give it to you. I am too enthralled  in intellect to acknowlegde th plight of fools. Since I have already won, I will let The losers lose. I do not see your desperate crys for attention from me, I'm too busy  to see what you want me to see. Now you try to place things in plan site, But my site is tunneled, Eyes forward with the vision. My vision obstructed, And it stays that way, go play that way. These eyes do not see what my mind will not acknowledge. I giggle at your feeble misguided attempts to rise my eyebrow, or even Warrant a smile. As you bang on pots and pans and scream out loud, what a child. I'm too grown to be thrown from solitudes majestic thrown. Why would a king pay attention to the stupidity of a clown? So these eyes despise any desperate dummy who tries to hold signs on the side of the freeway while i'm speeding by. my eyes do not see what my mind won't acknowledge. I won't acknowledge yours or anyones stupidity. I'm tunnel with the vision I was given, exclusivity.