Maybe I shouldn't feel guilty, but I understand now that knowledge never changed emotion.
I don't know anything.
Don't ask me, don't tell me.
Don't do anything.
Because I know absolutely nothing.
I don't know right from wrong,
And I don't know truth from lies.
I don't know who to trust and
I don't know who should die.
My worldly knowledge is incomplete.
My judgment is never final.
I haven't got a grasp on life
And perfection is apocryphal.
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