Bored in the train, a
million thoughts shoving me in the drain,
A routine journey to earn money,
coming back from work feeling all sorts of lethargic,
Bored in the train, they don’t
shower in the morning, yet they look at me condescendingly,
Going back to work, hoping everything
would go accordingly,
I said to myself,
do not think of the reality
but think of the possibilities,
All in all, you’re healthy
and for what it’s worth you ain’t jobless and a parasite,
This acceptance feels almost
forced but almost always leaves me disgraced,
I think about myself and it’s
all I disdain,
Strong, smart, rich, fit, white,
handsome, big houses, big cars and a big position.
All that society loves, accepts
and respects.
All that I am not...
All in all, some are
condemned to be poor small men?
It pains me to think of all
the things I could’ve given my mom
We are growing old together
and I have to live knowing how little I am & what little I have
I better stop,
I don’t want to sound
ungrateful
Despite of how little I am
Aware that I can lose even
more than what little I already have.
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