Thursday, November 28, 2013

What I Know

Sometimes when I'm thinking,
'Bout abs'lutely nothing,
I wonder why I try to think at all,
When not is so freeing,

And so much is put upon memory,
I've never needed that,
It's only ever caused me stress at times,
For peeps 'bout whom I don't give a rat's ass,

Then there is pressure just to understand,
I know many people,
Who haven't needed that skill in their life,
Have food on their table.

What do I know?
Enough just to get by.
I'll let the ones with the capacity,
Be soci'ty's answer to random whys.

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