Foolishness to obviousness to be so blunt to be about a boy
the one to write about the other the thing we seem to do Constantly searching for understanding the knowledge of how and why.
Where do such answers lie to the questions we keep finding ourselves asking? When does understanding take place and how do we proceed once we get there?
With this basic understanding of these principles we make ourselves believe we are the Kings and Queens We fool ourselves into believing we're happy -that we are content
These masks we wear are only to blend into a false view of what we should want -what we need
The darkness loves his tricks and we, The Gullible, fall right into his hands