By Ary’ana Parnell
What’s the difference between fools and the fooled?
Am I on the side of nonsense or trickery? Did I walk into the trap?
Or was I guided there?
I say I’m a fool.
Missed all the signs, yellow and red.
Blamed it on timing,
Outside forces, and restrictions.
Myself when nothing else made sense.
I had enough information to stop.
Continuing for a reason,
That’s now invalid.
Going down a path with no prize,
Just a really big price.
I let go. Locked away my foolish thoughts.
Only for it to come back like a boomerang.
Guided to come out of my bunker.
Break down my walls.
Shake hands with the enemy,
And receive a false welcome.
I think I was tricked.
I feel fooled. Given false pretenses,
Then left to hold the blame.
After all this time,
I still find myself thinking.
Am I a fool or was I fooled? Was there truth in the trick? Or did I see what I wanted to believe?
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