Seasons come and seasons go
So do people...
Or so I've been told
Year after year
It's become inevitably clear
That this couldn't be more true
No longer will I see this as an issue
I embrace what comes
Or in this instance what leaves
I've accepted the facts and made my peace

Trying my best to do a job
And follow rules set in place
And peoples attitude
And entitled egos im supposed to just take
Because hey
“The Customer Is Always Right”

To give service with a smile
Even to the one screaming profanities
To reward bad behaviour
And give in to such insanity  
But hey
“The Customer Is Always Right”

To be nice to the creeps
That come in every week
I already told you
The answer is no!
So please leave me alone
But hey
“The Customer is Always Right”

What happened to honor?
Dignity and Respect?
I’m horrified at the lack there of
I know im not the only one

The heart of a poet
Is a difficult one to understand
Complex in nature
And a challenge to read
With convictions and thoughts
That run deeper than you think

Don't mistake my empathy for weakness
Or my smile for innocence
To speculate is not to know

My eyes are windows
To the beautiful madness
That is my soul

I see things for more than just what they are
But for what they could be
Finding the meaning in everything

You may think I'm too sentimental
Or in tune with my emotions
But that doesn't bother me
Why stay on the surface
When their are such depths as the Ocean

So stand my fellow poets
And raise up your pens
And lets show this world what were made of
One word at a time
This art to never end

Oh to be in love with an illusion
Rather than be faced with reality
To be unaware
That the one who occupies my thoughts
And holds my heart
Is a character
As fictional as the ones I read about
To desire something so strongly
That I drink from an empty cup
And tell myself that it’s water
To be infatuated
Rather than in love
A tragedy indeed...