blessed and cursed

leaving earth for a couple of days, 800 miles on the old 99, off to see the wizard, the man behind the curtain, pay no attention while driving. the world seems somehow trapped inside me. i cant shake the feeling that i am both blessed and cursed to know what is real and what is false. even as the world sends me roses, am forever bleeding on the thorns. whatever i am going through wouldnt wish on anyone else. there must be some easier and shorter route to nirvana. as i have only a few minutes let this be a lesson to you all, dont wish for anything, its all true.