Ignorance is Bliss?Stop planting these ideas into my head These weeds that conquer my imagination They grow into vines that condense into walls Blocking out my concentrationIgnorance is Bliss?
Lightning fast logic and fire hot sense Even these fail to beat an imagination fraught There's always that little "what if?" or "maybe" That always defeats the most rational thought
Not a ScientistI am not a writer, or an artist or a musician I am not a mathematician or a scientist I am not hopeful or despairing Nor am I optimistic or melancholy I am confident and shy, outgoing and I work well alone I am the oldest, youngest, and middle childNot a Scientist
And you would have to really know me to understand the contradictions in the last stanza
I am ironic and sarcastic I am an unsolvable mystery novel, Where even the author does not have a solution What is normal to me is weird to you I am full of mathematical understanding And scientific proofs A
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