Poems

Born into a life, it didn't ask for.
Least it would expect is a life of grandeur.
How dear they put him in such trying circumstances
Lacking grace, knowledge, any skills ... merely incompetent.
They walk by... noses turned... pretending not to see.
"Its not my fault I'm this way! Someone notice me!!!

My Daddy wasn't there, and my Momma disappeared.
Who was to teach me to live a life around here?
My brother?! Why he's still in jail.
Got arrested while "working" to get us both a meal...
I was told his actions were wrong but i feel they were right.
Is that why i stand out like I'm in the limelight?

You made me this way!
Now you turn away in dismay?!
You people are hypocrites...
You're the greatest of hypocrites.
You made me into a mouse and forced me down this path?
Poking, and joking, jeering so you'd have a laugh?

Am I an experiment? I guess so... in your eyes.
But you put on a mask to hide from yourself all you lies.
But I see them and won't be like you.
I'll never walk that path, I REFUSE TOO!
Still, I'm going to make it in your world even if I am slow."
So I hear... that's how the story goes.

To feel better off regard as nothing but refuse.
If as pinnacle of attention they don't become and remain queue
They want to observed, and totally stand out.
But in there pursuit of this, then tend to just fade out.
   Not original, uninspiring though they try to be aspiring.
They think they are in there head, but of course are sorely lying.
   They are another cog, to add to societies conveyor.
And if they ever notice this, they'll only feel dismay.

For those that do notices this cycle whether early or too late.
   They feel it better to be rejected... which may be a bleaker state.
Gone are their dreams of grandeur; happiness, significants...
They leave it all behind.
   Even they have conformed, to the smaller cogs that grind.

Tisk tisk... is all I can say to this matter.
Granted I do have advice... but who would listen to me.

To stand out and be original... IT DOESN'T EXIST!!!
Everything has been done and tried and a recurring theme!

Do things with a purpose which is utmost honorable.
What is a honorable purpose?
Only few actually know