ignorance

i'd like to think of it as a dream.
a figment of my mind, no more or less.
and the more i think, the more i feel,
why should i keep myself in distress?

shadows of the doubt lurk by the corner,
the smell of cynicism reeks in the air,
and so i choose to sidestep and ignore,
a simple life, it seems, better than despair.

thus, act a fool, know nothing i shall.
my way of life, do you get all this?
'cos nothing else is ever easier than that.
a life of ignorance, such is its bliss.