What is wisdom,
Is it something that is achieved,
Is it something that is handed down from generation to generation,
Is is something that grows over time,
Is it something we buy,
If wisdom is achieved what things must be done to achieve it,
If wisdom is something handed down from generation to generation,
What wise words of wisdom must be spoken of the generations before us,
If wisdom is something that grows over time,
If so then are the older wiser,
What happens if the older generation loses all wisdom from deterioration,
Does that make the younger wiser,
If wisdom is something to purchase is it like currency,
With every perfect choice as income and every wise thing spoken as the bill,
Could it be possible to become rich in wisdom.

I follow my own road,
Unable to determine really what road that is,
All I know is that,
It's not a big road,
Nor a paved one,
I am on a gravel road stretching for miles,
I don't speed on this road,
I'm driving below the speed limit,
I imagine that my road that I am taking is winding and undecided,
I'm driving a classic Bugatti Type 57sc Atlantic,
In a pale sky blue colour,
I don't care how long it takes for my path to straighten,
I just want to enjoy the ride,
Until life catches up.

I regret nothing,
Nothing being everything,
I regret that I don't understand,
I regret standing,
I regret crying in front of you,
I regret telling you the truth,
I regret lying,
I regret being me,
I regret having this disease in my head,
I regret having thoughts,
I regret feeling the way I do...

I regret nothing other than living.

This is my apology to you,
Read it,
Hate it,
Love it,
I don't care just understand this,

I'm sorry for who I am,
I'm sorry I don't understand basic social behaviours,
I'm sorry that I am selfish,
I'm sorry that I don't care,
I'm sorry I don't call,
I'm sorry I don't ask if you're okay,
I'm sorry that I get anxious to ask,
Unsure if I will regret asking,
I'm sorry for crying out loud,
I'm sorry for not listening,
I'm sorry that I question everything,
I'm sorry that you have to repeat everything,
I'm sorry that I never get it,
I'm sorry for hurting your feelings,
I'm sorry for being sorry for myself,
I'm sorry for murmuring,
I'm sorry for being afraid of you,
I'm sorry that I text other people and not you,
I'm sorry that I don't show that I love you,
I'm sorry that I don't consider your feelings,
I'm sorry for sending you this,
I know that it's just words to you.

Get rid of them all,
We do not need these vermin with their rituals and ceremonies,
Pish posh their just a waste of money,
We spend our dollars to "conserve" culture,
Why,
When we have pride in our own,
Throw the beasts out,
Let us alone rot in our culture,
While the world prospers and grows relations,
We promote our culture with pride,
Ensuring we establish our culture in the minds of all,
Abolishing the infection that reeks the minds of all who are not U.S.

We drive out through the golden fields,
She drives her truck,
With the windows open,
We listen to country,
She sings off key,
But I don't care,
I'm singing off key with her,
We laugh,
We stop at a diner,
The waiter who calls me "hon" thinks we're cute together,
We share a milkshake,
It's strawberry,
I blow bubbles in it,
She giggles,
We go to a lake,
We swim with nothing on,
We get out and  and lie in the sand,
We gaze at the stars and make new constellations,
We see shooting stars **** bye,
We fell asleep together,
We wake up with the sun,
We get dressed and drive to work,