Zakyath
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Naïve is very straight forward and the most honest attempt to actually 'understand myself' for the last years (through poetry). I find it much harder to find the right words when they mean so much to you, but I gave it an attempt. I like to distance my texts from myself and delude myself that I have full control and know all I need to. Not now, though.
I wished that you would show me,
just what you do.
I dreamed that I would some day find bliss,
that I would come to be as blind as you.
But it didn't require many words,
before everything came crumbling down.
I had built my own desolate castle,
Each other brick another lie.
Now I'm not sure of anything at all.
I've really tried but I'm not yet there,
hopefully, soon I'll be.
It's not as easy as I would wish;
To concede to be naïve.
There's just to many facts to grasp,
Why can't the truth be unraveled.
I try to open my eyes and behold,
But it hurts too much to pull through.
How can I turn my ignorance to bliss?
I wished that you would show me,
just what you do.
I dreamed that I would some day find bliss,
that I would come to be as blind as you.
But it didn't require many words,
before everything came crumbling down.
I had built my own desolate castle,
Each other brick another lie.
Now I'm not sure of anything at all.
I've really tried but I'm not yet there,
hopefully, soon I'll be.
It's not as easy as I would wish;
To concede to be naïve.
There's just to many facts to grasp,
Why can't the truth be unraveled.
I try to open my eyes and behold,
But it hurts too much to pull through.
How can I turn my ignorance to bliss?