Folly And Fortitude

Tis folly of the wise,

To be so wise and yet unhappy

Tis the wisdom of the fool,

To be a fool and yet joyous

Where to place my happiness and solace?

Longing for happiness, I was still a fool 

Becoming wise, I understand just a slightly better

Is it in the past that I find an answer

Or could it lie in the dreams of the future ahead?

No longer can I remain a fool

Neither for you or for us

No longer can I deny my reason

When I have broken barriers and emerged stronger

Tis the folly of the fool to remain ignorant of the strength inside

Tis the fortune of the wise to perceive before a manifestation

I am both

A fool for my relentless pursuit of dreams

A wise for the forgiveness of my past