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Ignorance Isn'T Bliss Knowledge Is Survival

I suppose going through life, never knowing what goes on. Helps keep a smile on your face, and far away from doing wrong. Not ever knowing the cruel truth, that daddy’s not coming home. Or with the knowledge so unfair, little sister is no more than bone. Living day to dreadful day, full of no surprises. Knowing that it will be the same, from night until sun rises. Waking up to the same 3 digits, on your alarm clock. Making sure that as you walk out the door, that you turn the lock. Too bad that’s not how it is, and that in the real world. Monsters deep within you, let their anger come unfurled. Because in this existence, there is no way to escape. You must keep your lungs breathing, so says the ruler Fate. Many times by pills and guns, you have tried to stop it. Wanting to fly far away, like on some careening rocket. But again with this unfair life, we cannot just give up. However we don’t have to take care of it, it is ours to corrupt. Screw the parents and our friends, it’s not like they were ever there. Break our loved ones hearts, for they never even cared. We’re the broken children; we no longer live in denial. We now know without a shadow of a doubt that ignorance isn’t bliss. Knowledge is Survival

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