i miss not knowing, too.

i miss not knowing.

being able to make those mistakes
living in the unknown
i had time to wonder
naive
unphased
back when i was still learning
but now i know what's right
i often figure what's wrong...
i know that by now
though i wish i didn't
going back to the oblivious
i heard the music playing
but i didn't know the sound
i really miss not knowing
believing in those fairy tales
waiting on the [k]night
now building my own shield of armor
saving me from myself
and though i remain aware
i remain scared
waiting...
knowing.

and still.
i miss not knowing, too.

inspired by jonathan bernard. =]