I am a paradox.
I have been since my youth. Wherever I go, I do not fit. I do not fit with the higher-ups. I do not fit with the lower-downs. And yet, I kind of fit with the higher-ups Until you get to know me better. And I kind of am a lower-down When see the place I live. I am more comfortable with those Who are lost or on the fringes, At least for a while, Though I don’t imbibe In the liberties of their station. And I can fool the higher-ups Into believing I am one of them, At least for a while. Sooner or later they realize That I do not embrace the dogma That raises them up to their lofty station. And from then on they see me as dangerous. And it’s ok. I don’t mind being what I am. It just means that I have a hard time Finding a place where I can settle down.
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