What's Wrong

Ignorance

you called me smart

and i used to believe you meant

it to be a compliment

but your eyes revealed the lies

that i had been fooled into believing

when the world crumbled before me

and i was surrounded

by zombies, by mindless followers

who blindly stumbled behind their leaders

wolves who kept their prey away

from the storm of reality

clouds hang low over their heads

and the skin of a zombie is warm

but their voices are stiff

and i came to find that you

were a zombie, a cowardly sheep

making me into a target

by calling me smart, you also called me

a loser, a loner, a stand alone

one who is neither sheep nor wolf

and you reiterate the quote

that i always ignored, for i didn't know

that ignorance was truly bliss

and that i stood in the midst of lightning

a perfect catch for a wolf

whose power over unintelligent armies

slashed my scrap of condensed knowledge