I get a lot
Of flack
From people
Who think
They should
Be in my
Business
And that they
Know better
How to live
My life
Than they do…
THEY don't know
$%^&*.
When I had
That corporate
9 to 5 job
I got sick
A lot.
The migraines
The illnesses
Monthly became
Daily,
Where kissing up
And choking
It down
Made me sick
Beyond
Any coming back
From it.
Perhaps
You can suck it
Up…
I just can't
Anymore.
I am willing
To live
With your disapproval
If it means
I'm happy
…
Because I can
Only please
One person
At a time
And it may as well
Be me,
Because I have
To live
With myself
Not you.
The world
Is not made a better place
By judging others,
Only in helping others.
No,
Not enabling others
As you would
With such resentful
Help…
That sets up
Those you help
To fail
& to fall
To your
Expectations.
I am succeeding
Because others
Believe in me.
I am living
On my own terms
Because the other way
Lead to sickness
And death
By eating the poison
Society tells us
We need to
In order
To live
As they say,
Not as I will.
I have found
That going
Against the flow
Against the grain
Has only
Inspired others.
That in me doing
What you have
Condemned,
Has given others
Hope.
Can you say
The same?
Has your gossip
And condemnation
Of me
And my life
Inspired others
To acts of
Greatness and charity?
When it does
Be sure
To let me know
That I may learn
From you
How judgmental
Bitterness
Inspires goodness.
For now
I will write poetry
The balm of my
Subconscious,
For now I will draw
The salve of my soul.
For now I will
Live life
On my own terms
And listen
To the tales
Of inspiration.
