Sadly Unaware (The Fool) -
The new utter "be all" of life, soul and thought
You are the stooge that waits for hell to arrive
It'll empty upon you illusive affection and approval
And your wish granted, only for the fact of convenience
A sitting duck no longer sitting on the shore of safety
You will soon be the next closed chapter of its pathetic story
The fool who believed in its words, its looks, the rhyme
Know - at one time, we all were the fool in your shoes.
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