Should I know?

I don’t want to know of the existence of fate
I don’t want to know of the existence of hate
Dreary eyes and heart go to sleep
For this day have been infested with pain and greed.

Should I know of the fate to befall on me for being me?
Should I know of the pain that will visit me frequently?
Why should I know of these things in life’s tribulations?
Can’t someone lie to me and say they do not exist!

Why can’t I not be part of a mass, slaughtered by life and love each and every day?
I did not know that there were signs of this “disease “ on sale for me to hearsay!
Why is this burden so heavy to carry?
Is this the pit of downtrodden eternity?
Life! What kind of trick is this on me?

Nothing did I do for something so hideous to befall on me?
I want to wish for all of this to disappear.
Life already took time to consider who will be victimised to carry this
Peace is a figment of imaginary fairies’ dust

In time and places near and far
Dissapear in a crowd of millions to claim not
knowing who you really are…