Ignorance Is Bliss

It’s so beautiful, it’s magical

It’s everything you want to be, everything you’ve ever wanted

And it’s magic and it’s a fairytale and it’s heaven

And you open your arms and your chest

To finally fall, to only realize

There is no such thing as magic, as magical

As it doesn’t even exist

It’s only delusion, it’s manipulation, it’s a lie

Your happiness is a lie

So is your sadness too

And you wonder: what then is not?

Nothing is because everything is

Because you’re never satisfied of any end

As you always hope for more

And you fall into your own lie

As hope is also a lie you keep telling yourself until it comes true

But when does it come true? If not only a split second

Like everything else in this world, like every feeling you have

You believe, you think, you guess

And they’re all wrong because there’s no right

And your right is wrong

And your wrong is right

And you wonder: what then is true?

Nothing is because everything is

Because no one gets to say anything when it comes to you

And you don’t get to say anything when it comes to them

And it is magical, and I believe, and I think, and I guess

It is still magical how little I know about this

Even though I know about it

But knowing something is only an illusion

Because you will never know anything

And we’re all enjoying ignorance

And it is magical, it’s magic and it’s beautiful

To realize it is true

Ignorance is bliss