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Perceptions of the Truth


Positive perceptions Of the teenage dream For if you listen carefully, You can almost hear them scream. The percentage—the debt, in total now, I have yet to calculate There are many things I’ve missed in life, And have yet to speculate. And so the gradual change of things Has yet to ease my mind There are many things I’ve yet to learn, And more I’ve yet to find. And although there are many things That are still known as ‘unclear’ There are just as many unknown, Which dominate that fear. But the worst of the worst is over now, Perceptions forever undone For the best of the Truth is, now, Originally there was none.
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