This is just another perspective
given form by conscious centrality, or
Perhaps I’m too introspective.
From young we learn to seek directive, and
to live with a certain frugality,
But this is just another perspective.
An unmoved pen is too corrective;
The hand hesitates for fear of banality;
Or perhaps I’m too introspective.
Life, as poetry, is connective;
Embrace the paradox of each duality; but
This is just another perspective.
I dream to love the imperfective,
Because we’re all an abnormality;
Perhaps I’m too introspective.
What if we stop trying to be corrective,
And instead embrace individuality?
This is just another perspective,
Or perhaps I’m too introspective.
Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 2:23 PM UTC
This is just another perspective
given form by conscious centrality, or
Perhaps I’m too introspective.
From young we learn to seek directive, and
to live with a certain frugality,
But this is just another perspective.
An unmoved pen is too corrective;
The hand hesitates for fear of banality;
Or perhaps I’m too introspective.
Life, as poetry, is connective;
Embrace the paradox of each duality; but
This is just another perspective.
I dream to love the imperfective,
Because we’re all an abnormality;
Perhaps I’m too introspective.
What if we stop trying to be corrective,
And instead embrace individuality?
This is just another perspective,
Or perhaps I’m too introspective.
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