Ignorance

I live out of my lifetime. Not a single dictionary could define a word for me. You think of friends as close as  one's you will always trust. It all seemed so clear to me. Now as I've gone out, I wish I could still have.


Ignorance. The blissful feeling, the knowledge of knowing none on how the days started out. Ignorance is a mind state I wish I'd never leave. I did not know diversity. Black and white were crayons in which they are the only colors that meant to me. As I walk down an alley way, people look at me differently. My skin is not making me belong.


It is something we all must see just the same as the fact we need air to breathe. I guess I need something new to believe.