Shade Dispenser
written by: Steve Green
Before I became
the black cloud I am today
I used to care deeply
about my fellow man
Filled with a sense of empathy
and feelings of empowerment
Naive me
actually believed that I mattered
People would listen
with great respect
for my every profound utterance
But alas
the world was too wrapped up
in its own cynical agenda
Made me and my noble intentions
feel foolishly irrelevant
Now I chirp satirically irreverently
A humor shield
defense mechanism
from ever being hurt again
the way open hearts always do
A bitter mockingbird
hopping around
with clipped wings
and a rotten attitude
Former interactive human being. Now just watching the wheels go round and round while trying not to repeat my mistakes. I have all new ones.
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