His world can't know what he knows
His gems of wisdom hidden inside
They never asked why he was silent
He was never asked anything at all
It didn't matter a bit, he was unusual
His opinion of the world's opinion
It wasn't important to him, actually
When he died no one even noticed
The thoughts of a genius was lost
Neither beautiful nor well known
One who fully refused to conform
Will truly know the cost of that
But for their lack of interest
A world lost his knowledge
A spectrum of fools
A world so cruel
Losing diamonds
For the glitter
Of stones
