Ignorance

She told me to be weary
But instead I chose to pay no attention to the man behind the green curtain
I chose to believe that there really was a wizard of Oz.

You see,
When I was a child my mother always told me that ignorance was bliss
But it isn't bliss, it's deceiving.
Yet still, I chose to be ignorant of the man who was behind the green curtains.

Because of my ignorance
I now lie on the floor with tears streaming down my face.
You see,
There never was a wizard of Oz.
He was a phony
And I let him fool me.