Doubts are Doors

Doubts and Questions,
About why things are unfair,
Why have things been this way for so long?
What is worth fighting for?
What is worth creating?
Who should I be?

Are Justice and Freedom,
Equality and Charity,
Worthy ideals?
Or should I play blind,
And play along?
Pretend to be stupid,
To buy happiness?

Doubts and Questions,
I'm told, is where the problem starts,
Close your eyes and it will all go away,
I wish it did, but it doesn't,
The only thing it does is it makes us,
Repeat the same mistakes, again and again,
Hoping things will turn out different.
But they won't until we do things a lil' different.