Weaker

You claim to have come for the challenge
But you stand there in proverbial hands up in defeat
Can you really say you gave it a go?
Did you fight the complacency,
Your usual routine--
Or were you just pretending to be hard and mean?

You perpetually play the victim
And you go patting yourself on the back when you assert
It doesn't come
Natural to you
To see inadequacy
Your flaws stand before you
(Invisibly, too blind to see)

Wallow you will
Swallow your pill
It's always hit or miss
A slap or a kiss
Play it down
There's no need to bring on the tears of a clown

Get moving

August 2012