My Life Is But a Nutshell
my life in a nutshell;
I spend each day following myself
And others around
(Yet I keep that coverted at times)
Waiting for a command
or a criticism
that I may have once [l]earned
from my peers
We ask each other
For honest opinions
And then retaliate as if
Having expected to repress anything less
Than aplomb feelings laid out
In our minds
No matter the outcome
I still wonder why I bothered
to listen to the degrading words
At all
My life in a nutshell;
I am intolerant
to these stringent misconceptions
i cannot help to perceive
Of myself
And those who
Guide me
And create short-lived diversions
But today is but an ordinary day
which will repeat tomorrow
Where I will be
Mourning those sophomoric yet moving days
When I did not question
The ingratiating existences
I follow around
My life
Is but a nutshell.
|