I’m my main exhibit
Whether I know it or not
As simple as that but
Complicated as hell as
All get out I come to find
Out! With it! With me! Yeah
What am I all about!?!? What?
I exhibit myself in life, I am aware and unaware, I wear myself and thus am an exhibit on exhibit, exhibiting myself through my reactions, interactions, on display, at play, people play me, they display me, they delay and splay me, they betray me, not so much through words but through actions, or lack of, a silent ignoring as , I come to find out, I am myself my worst enemy, I actively exhibit happiness and positiveness, that others might feel, or share, of not like or appreciate all Al me for!?! Do I ignore? Do I change? Do I rearrange?
I like my positive outlook, I
Exhibit that, I embody my
Body with that, as much as I
Am aware, as much as I dare
People see or feel, they do not
Even stop to stare, they have
Their blinders on, their earphones
Plugged in, as if to see or speak or
Even notice me is a big whopping
Sin all in itself, to take the time to
Engage with me, to with me take
A spin, flap a fin, bat a wing, let
Loose a smile, giggle even, laugh
That child, baby, man or woman
Is WAY asking too much!
But hey, I will never know as they
Will never say, and if, it would me
So dismay, I’d become total disarray so I am my main exhibit, I do like when knowingly I put myself on exhibition as, I am an exhibitionist at heart, I know that, others know that. So, that’s that! What ever else may or may not, may we all weigh or not, in and on that!
I will be as I am that’s that,
What has life in me creating
Borning me-as it has me so!?
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