Perspective
this popularity game
that is all about inflated numbers
and the losers are shamed
But I'm all about
quality over quantity
but this mind
is in over drive
and I'm spitting out
reactionary observations
poking sticks
into uptight hornet nests again
Heated conversations
from self appointed bigots
who couldn't find their way
out of a wet paper bag
Take up the slack
another one sided exchange
from another self righteous individual
convinced I'm strange
I am the reflection
of a society gone wrong
welcome this body abuse by excess
yet crawled away
from that self appointed mess
Now Life is in a 360 degree view
spiraling into some control
you look at me quite bored
trying to sell me
on some convoluted hole
I live,
sometimes I fight
I breathe,
occasionally compelled to write
putting my own perspective
on the most ordinary of things
mostly, this heart just trembles and sings...
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