Some say that ignorance is bliss

so i decided to try it

i let the bleach subdue my mind

immune to all the suffering I’ve seen before

in doing this, i find in myself something i detest

even though i get a peaceful sleep

i can not turn my eye blind

to the world around me

i would rather feel empathy

take others torment into my heart

embrace the destruction

than happiness for myself

in a bland, deluded imitation

only in the nightmares of waking life

do i find i belong

than to become something, in my opinion

that is inhuman and cruel

these people surround us

i understand them, and envy their discretion

but for me, id rather see the truth