Maybe
by dan ankers
Call me a liar if you want to
Besmirch my name
I don’t even care
I’m still alive
I’m still here
Tell me that I am a bad person
if you will
I won’t even mind
I still breathe
I still thrive
No matter what the instance
And not because of sticks and stones
I woke up today
I may still wake up
Tomorrow
But either way, I do not care
For the things you say
Not really
Not much
I care for you
But not for what you judge
If I happen to wake up
In the morning
(Or perhaps the early afternoon)
(Yes, I am like that)
My mind shall be pure
Not in the religious sense
Or devoid of selfish thinking
In any respect
I will wake up
Clear my mind
And do my best
To not waste breath
This world is a crystal glass
Open up your eyes
And find your depth
No comments:
Post a Comment