what if
i envy the oblivious
too brainwashed
to be curious
those who don't seek
for questions with no answers
that let you down to meet
the truth that nothing matters
i had no choice
but to take off my blindfold
to listen to the voice
that urges me to remold
the humans and their greed
for something we can't be
when it is money that leads
us to be unfree
they tell us this is it
working till the end our days
shift after shift
this will be our little always
if i riot
against lies too polished
they'll stay quiet
deprived from knowledge
so i am left here
in the mess they've created
i try to remember what we were
before love was traded
what if
i envy the oblivious
i wouldn't be in so much pain
if i hadn't been so curious
what if
my what if's
and the questions with no answers
were my personal graveyard shifts
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The blue flower that taught me how to live
Poetry''Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.'' -Herman Hesse Disclaimer: I don't own any of the videos, photos used for this book. Credits go out...
