All this nothing

I do not care
Nor do I have any interest
I can not retain a single sound
The becoming of too many words
Forming useless sentences
Unable to be transformed
Into any real use of my own
Or knowledge worthwhile
Locking into this head
Imagine what it is to be trapped
In the cage we call our mind
The bars on such cells
Seem to be standing far too wide
Enabling me and these god awful words
To pass right through its metal frame
To glide and break out;
Learn to roam free
Into the minds of those
Desperate with hunger for it's sense
Thirsty for the knowledge it represents
Their desire exceeding
All that of a natural form
Leaving them full
And fat with such a grasp
Wisdom creating the illusion
Of a brain left healthy and wise
A healthy head full of nothing
This nothing; nothing but lies