Hazy Acres

Stupid 

Isn’t truth 

Or something to lean on 

Yet we find it often 

As we see it 

Or claim it to be 

Stupid 

And in those moments 

I hope its not me 

I read a book and listened 

I set things up as I was instructed 

I went quietly 

Most of the time 

I judged the right people 

I followed the patterns 

I drove one way down the one way streets

I stopped on red 

I used less salt 

Somehow its as if I have chosen the other way 

Always

If the chance is there 

Going where its hard 

Struggling with the names 

Asleep pretending to be awake 

Am I asleep

Am I awake 

Am I stupid 

Or am I just a name 

Sitting in a line that stretches beyond my eyes 

Why should I wait 

As others are waiting 

I look and think 

How stupid