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Jun 2014
It's hard to resist the urge to exercise arrogance when your self esteem hangs in the balance.

By the end of this month, I will have made 733 dollars, meaning I will have to borrow another 400 to pay for this month's student loan payment and keep my credit card from going over the max again.

My room mates covered my share of the rent this month until I could pay them back yesterday because I only work 20 hours a week.

On paper I am a tax on the community I am a part of. Not a contributor.

As far as I can see, the only thing I have of value these days are my words; so please forgive me if I over sell my ability to use them. In comparison to the rest of the world, the significance of my piece is very little.

Relative to me, however, my piece is my world.

And I am not alone in this mentality.

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I am a poet.

And I really need you to know it.
it should be noted that I do not wallow in the negative. I love myself and I see this life as a challenge... not a series of events designed to mess with me. These are all problems that can be solved and I have the very good fortune of having friends and family who love and support me. Work is about to pick up and it is a VERY gratifying job. This is just an observation of my own reactions to stimuli in my life that shape my reactions. (or urges to react) That is all.
PeatrJay
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PeatrJay  British Columbia, Canada
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