The World Unknown To Me

The World Unknown to me Let me write of things I do not know underneath the folds of nothing beneath a fake moon's glow I'll write about my pretend university days and my dope smoking ways traveling life high experiential artistic faze In the company of fifty shady ladies with long sexy legs who thought I was amazing screaming out my name in praise I could write about here or there about having balls so big nothing would give me a scare Others could admire me saying "Boy he has a pair" Yes I'd be someone suave and debonair a golden boy with long flowing Fabio hair reclining enticingly in a chair with throngs of made up people mesmerized as they stare Me being aloof as if I didn't care Or maybe I'll write about jumping from a plane how I only travel in the fast lane Can you relate to the pretend things that reside in my brain Come travel with me on a bullet train Run through the streets naked in the pouring hot summer rain This world of illusion is mine to maintain The fabric of thought can take the strain If I don't like something I just rewrite it again after all depending on what I make up You might learn I'm a smidgen away from being on the precipice of insane Cracked or cool a pretend genius wrapped in the skin of a fool Words written are a powerful tool watch the unwinding of my spool Lessons taught by observing the apposing things in life that duel Come sit at the bench Roll up sleeves pull up a stool fable and pen are waiting spill red ink on paper you are born to rule this is a different kinda school We are all teachers ideas are the fuel!