Everyone acts as though they know everything
But, I really can't say I know a **** thing
I face this daily, ask "why?"
I really can't say for sure
But, then again, can anyone
Is it to keep happy
They say "ignorance is bliss"
No, I can't accept that
Its not enough, I want truth
All I want, all I know
Is to know Why? Why am I
Who, for that matter
Who am I, who to ask this
What makes me worthy
Worthy to know the answers to life's questions
I've got endless questions
But, not a single answer