That piece of knowledge doesn’t make me wise,
It just makes me more aware than half the crowd.
You know, those who keep their heads in the clouds.
I wish I was ignorant,
Blind from this instant.
I’d rather live thinking I’d live forever here on,
But if I do then that surely makes me a villain too quick to con.
And I am too moral to be the antagonist,
Too fearful to play the protagonist.
I am not all that I had wanted to be,
But that’s alright with me.
I can’t do everything that I want to do,
Be everything I want to be,
But I can sleep peacefully knowing that though I have taken too much to chew,
No expectations can be placed to a higher degree.
And someday I will die too.
I won’t waste my time making repeated tries,
To try to swallow all that I will chew.