Knowledge Know that I cannot share with you the pain that I feel It’s only tucked away because it’s not real I licked the sweet seal of the envelope So I can store all the memories And look back fondly at them Though I gaze upon a few of these letters Hoping to find the answer Why can’t I see the world as it is meant to be? I’ll never take even a mere glance at the ones marked with red Red seals Beckoning me to rip at the seams of every bond I have Know that I cannot share with you my thoughts as a think them Because laid over me like a cloak of despair Is just the simple little thought “I can’t share what I do not know enough about--only fools do.” Knowledge is power, or so I believed I don’t want to find out what the heck is wrong with me
