I don’t know where life began,
How the world was created,
How I’m alive.

I don’t know if there’s a god,
or dinosaurs,
or the process of evolution.

I don’t know why things happen,
How they happen,
Or if there is a reason for them happening.

I don’t know why good people go,
or how they go.

I don’t know science,
History, Math,
Reading or Writing.

I don’t know if there are aliens,
Who I can trust,
Who I can follow.

I don’t know my future,
Past, nor do I
Want to know

I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
Or what I have to do

I don’t know how to sing,
How to draw,
Or how to act

I don’t know about technology,
Astrology,
Or any other knowledge society thinks we know

I don’t know a lot of things
I just know
How to smile and nod my head