Lawrence S. Pertillar (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)
That's Too Old School
Exposing one's imperfections,
To openly confess to address...
Upsets those idealistic.
With wishes to keep,
Their moralistic values of life...
Unaffected by a truth that abuses.
But confessions admitted,
Has never diminished the strength of this.
Only those committed to dismiss reality,
Are the ones who stay suppressed...
And seek the keeping of kept delusions,
To validate their unhappiness.
'Why do some pretend they are happy?
And all the time?
With nothing to show others the reason.'
~Maybe it's kept within themselves.~
How can anyone be that happy,
Without showing 'something' they possess? '
~Perhaps 'that' something they had,
To show others to address...
Was voluntarily repossessed,
And that has left them happy.~
Everybody knows you've got to show 'something',
To make people happy.'
For 'some' people,
It's not what they have to flaunt...
Or their ability to acquire bling,
That keeps them happy.~
'That's too old school for me.
I aint happy unless I'm impressing 'somebody'.
And they look at me with envy in their eyes.'
I would interpret that as 'craze'. Not envy.~
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