Who do not comprehend.
I’ve become very impatient.
And at times feeling isolated.
I witness more and more people,
Pretending to be aware.
And these folks are the first to declare…
They have no clue,
As to what is going on!
And somehow…
Immediately I know exactly why!
The more I understand…
The less time I spend around those,
Who do not comprehend.
I’ve become very impatient.
Especially around those who dress to impress.
And these folks are lost to connect a thought!
I begin to feel guilty.
As if I have a reason…
To be and feel just as self centered.
Objectively self obsessed.
But unable to express it!
Or flaunt it like the rest.
What’s wrong with me?
Why am I reluctant…
To bear my resumé on my sleeve,
And sip cocktails?
To bore in such confessing conversations.
Is it the fear of being believed?
Or is it…
That I’d rather spend my time,
In the production of deeds?
To complete and do to get done.
‘I think it’s…’
Ssshhh…
I’m not asking.
That’s just a method I use,
To motivate my own self importance.
It works all the time!
Trust me.