The Unknown

Why do I worry? Why do the things I don’t know scare me? Why have my dreams gone from colorful utopias, to darker wastelands I don’t remember? Why am I so afraid to face tomorrow when not knowing brings me sorrow? Every day goes the same I always feel like I’m to blame Months ago, the world almost tore itself apart Almost seemed like everyone lost their heart The unknown consumed us all When we thought things would be normal in the fall The unknown is no terrible thing The world became clearer in my eyes I saw things I have never seen before Felt things I never felt before And thought things I never would have before Who knew isolation would be the greatest gift of all The gift came in many forms An example would be being away from the dorms Another would be realizing I want an image I can call my own Instead of the image my parents have set in stone I have finally found my peace of mind Who knew all my life I’ve been so blind So, I thank the unknown Because now I sit on a golden throne