Oxymoron

Comin' to the pad without very much to say Not ever sure where these words'll take me Been out my mind, I still ain't lost my way Learned quick nothings what it seems to be Never been one to just listen and obey Yeah yeah you have 20/20 but can you SEE? Knowledge is like a never ending buffet Took some time to find myself, now I got the key I'm an odd mix of confidence and disarray Some days I feel too much, other days apathy Always adding pieces to myself, paper mâché Hangin' on to a few pieces of "me", debris Oxymoron, my opinions change every day Cling to nothing and you'll forever be free All I know is I know nothing, my mind is clay I keep writin' solely for the sake of sanity Astray, purvey, here to sauté the cliche Have you found a way out? I'll pay any fee Oppose my knowledge, dance around you like ballet I'll teach you the steps to the dance of vanity