Once I took some ‘shrooms
And I sat by a brook
I threw stones at the water
And watched as I took
Fistfuls of pebbles
And great chunks of rock
And into the brook
I gave them a toss
And screamed
'I don’t know'
For six hours
I screamed at the stream
Like some sort of coward
Because I just did not know.
And everything it seems
Is just screaming
At me
That I do.
But I don’t.
I don’t know.
And they tell me that you do
They tell me you know
But I have some questions
As far as that goes.
Most important of all
Why do you tell me I know
When I don’t?
Because I don’t know.
So don’t look at me.
I would love the relief
Of just being me
For a day
I would love to know
That I’m not some savior
If only until
I can save
Myself.
But they tell me you know
So here it goes
Why the hell am I here
And why am I frozen?
How the hell do I follow the path that you’ve chosen?
And what business do I have with a choice, then
At all?
And if I am sick
Then will I be well?
And if this is just sick I can’t
Imagine hell
And if my sickness hurts
The ones that I love
And I didn't pick this from
A optional list...
Then why aren’t they sick?
Am I some catalyst?
And then what sense
Does any of it
Make
At all?
I don’t know.
But they tell me you know
And I should know you
So here is my chance to
Do what I’m told to
And here is my peace
To bring unto thee
If you just speak up
Then I’ll stop all this asking
But please promise me
That you won’t get tired
Of hearing me ask
Every time I get tired
Why?
Because…
I don’t know.
But I do know
That in these moments
That I ask you
I don’t know
Who I am
Anymore
And I like the way
My replacement
Tastes
So far they’re right.
And they say that you know.
Somaybe I don’t know
Who I am.
At least
I know
I don’t know
