Just Move On

Again, I read your wise words;
they did not change my life.
I read them countless times
with no relief in sight.

So who are you that preaching so
you deign to think you’re wise?
And who am I that I might think
you merely mean to criticize?

You say this and I think that,
I’m in darkness, you sell light.
You reach out, I move away
and disappear into the night.

Even if you wish me well,
I am today a hopeless fool,
lost among my sunless thoughts
I won’t attend your happy school.

So pass me by and just move on.
It is the wisest thing to do.
There are far too many fools to fix
and wise men are so few.