going through life with ease
but your eyes betray your sorrow
your fame and fortune are borrowed
you’re an insignificant spec wafting in the breeze

pushing all thoughts through a sifter
pains and troubles dismissed
after all, ignorance is bliss
but in the end you’re just a spineless grifter

your whole life is a confidence scheme
you think you’re so smart
your confidence is a work of art
cobbled together from fragments of dreams

searching for absolution
with your nose in a snifter
an aimless drifter
drowning in your own delusions