Sometimes I wish

I didn’t know the world

The crimes and death

I wish I was but a little girl

Now my eyes have been opened

Read the news, watch our phones

We finally know what the

Worst of us come from

And what goes around, comes around

It’s a weird feeling,

this vice around my chest

Because it’s not sadness,

Not fear, not anger

It’s regret

I feel regret for the actions

Caused by not my owns hands

And for the reasons

I may very well never understand

I’m confused and bewildered

At what humanity has become

But then I pause and wonder

Has it always been there,

and I’m only seeing it now?

And so I sink in

Back into my souls

Like a turtle

Who is scared of the world around

I build up walls

So I don’t see

Any of the horrid acts

Being performed all over me

All long as I’m naive,

Nothing is amiss

After all, there’s a reason they say

That ignorance is bliss