My eyes are dim

I don’t hear a voice in my head

But if I did it would have said

All the things that I have read

So it’s just like a kind of memory

 

Considering opposing views

Reasoning both sides, gives me clues

Avoid assuming either one is true

And self-arguing helps me think, my next thought for me

 

Intense internal discussion

Through star personification

Who better to talk to than the Sun

But I have not brought, my shades with me

 

My mind was weakening visibly

Like a downsizing university

I was losing half my faculties

Which is why I keep me, in slavery