The sun's rays beat down, harsher
As glowing light, blindingly bright
And yet not one thing is clearer
Not one thing seems right

Magnitude doesn’t define competence
Bright light doesn’t always reveal
Hidden secrets, that make little sense
Facts that lack appeal

Theres so much that we don’t see
And there’s so much that isn’t known
But being ignorant lets us be free
And so, our mind is a clone

If you stop seeking and start believing
Everything that everybody says
Then you cant see what the sun's exposing
Because you're wearing sunglasses




Haha. Juvenile.