...sufferance of sorts, or do we not? Resistant always to the forced
in sound
By nature it is implied
within and from ever deeper
"An excuse for attention!" yelled they
--they--the ones who loved me
and so I owed them
past full discounting most
personal dignity
Yes, past!
Write I, because my best
contributes were effortless
yet every heartfelt gush
aimed
Not only for their "approval"
but to "prove" my "worth".
Yet it too--okay, they--
(heartfelt intents and near-golden
offerings, even on occasion)
were met and greeted with derision
or smiles of incoherence.
Only to be realized later,
too late...
and damage bandaged
by talk of redeemant (bought-off?)
meals.
After all, I owed them.
in sound
By nature it is implied
within and from ever deeper
"An excuse for attention!" yelled they
--they--the ones who loved me
and so I owed them
past full discounting most
personal dignity
Yes, past!
Write I, because my best
contributes were effortless
yet every heartfelt gush
aimed
Not only for their "approval"
but to "prove" my "worth".
Yet it too--okay, they--
(heartfelt intents and near-golden
offerings, even on occasion)
were met and greeted with derision
or smiles of incoherence.
Only to be realized later,
too late...
and damage bandaged
by talk of redeemant (bought-off?)
meals.
After all, I owed them.