Ignorance is Bliss But I Guess That's Not My Reality

My heart tingles unexpectedly
With an almost forgotten feeling
That indescribable urge I could never forget
And now once again I put pencil to paper
And I wonder where my feelings had fled
Was I empty of feeling this past month
Or was I just lost in the bliss of hoping I belong
Because this past month I had something
That had been absent in my life for a long time
And now that its gone I return to my faithful notebook
Long since forgotten on the shelf
I return to my daydreams and wishes
And I return to a harsh reality
One that I have brought upon myself
For better or worse I may never know
Because as ignorance is bliss,
I guess I would rather be true to myself,
Than live that blissful lie