Life's been delving, deep into the overwhelming, and I ain't helming the ship, sometimes all this pain and grief doesn't feel like a gift, losing the strength to uplift and give grace, especially to both my remaining old family and the gays, nobody's showing up for me, the way I want or need, but I'm desperately longing, to feel seen and belonging, I'm so unimportant I'm practically a ghost, mostly cuz I don't brag nor boast, but unlike a narcissist instead, I toast everyone's success, I'd rather collab than compete, competitive yet can graciously accept defeat, now I know tho it's pretty rigged, this elaborate illusion has got me pissed, my rose colored glasses are gone, and the twilight zone is the new norm, my grounding roots have died, I guess I'm supposed to be happy to finally fly, however no matter how hard I try, I can't lie I'm not actually glad to be alive!
Joe Conscious
6/22/24
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