I am breaking this topic into multiple parts because todays entry is more poetic and less conversational. This however is a topic to be continued...
H.A.T.E.R.
An unsettling personality trait has surfaced
self identification labels her as
Hopeful
Attitude
Towards
Euphoria
Rejected
aka H.A.T.E.R.
Don't misunderstand her desire longs for hopefulness,
that is quickly extinguished by the pessimistic attitude
that the damn glass was emptied a few life lessons ago
It is not that she is waiting around for some
unsuspecting soul to pour
her some troubles; too many of theirs might spill near her glass
never once choosing to err on optimism's side
jaded beyond happy days, this window view
so foggy she can't recall the clean cloth
held in her hand, hidden behind her back.
Paralyzed where disappointment intersects with just too darn lazy
...or maybe she just doesn't care
to unblock the obscured view, certain that if she moves
an inch or more towards removing all doubt
Accountability will force her to focus and she would have to accept
that her continuous rejection of euphoria is
ME.
Everyone needs a good hater in their life to motivate them, I just happen to be mines.
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