Irrational

Irrationally speaking I speak irrationally, seeking, Ease to appease my mind Patience gradually decreasing. Weeping. Not understood But I, understand Motives need rationalization, But rationale was never in Allah’s plan. My world revolves around confusion It is the means by which progress is made The reasonable man lays stagnant I’m unreasonable, so I’ll lead the way. I’ve left the compliance of reality Really I expect none to relate, Surround by those with there own menu I will never eat off anyone's esle plate. I am wrong Am I wrong Or just wronged I shall never make sense to the world Rationality is an imprisonment I am the irrational from which progress shall unfurl.