Hey hey you wise and you fools
Why drool and be glad?
You are one and the same
You share similar beliefs
And are twin sisters
Except one sees what the other
Doesn’t
You see I spent a while as a fool
Only to become wise
To be thought as of wise
A dream to be had
But it ended with me in grief
In regret and sorrow
Dejected rejected objected injected
I became one in myself
Only to wish to be a fool again
With blind optimism I escaped doom
But when it came and destroyed my reality
I felt but hollow
To disappointment went my dreams
Yet somehow I was happier than the wise man
Was it that I dreamed big and not small
Saw the world as a child and not a pessimist?
For the wise man
Where did this innocence go?
For in it I saw what the wise man could not see
Now that I’m wise that vision has died
Of it became a liquid
A vapor
A gas
Faint
Lost
Out
Of
I
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