You won’t be trusted if you’re not ‘around’
to make regular, pointless,
To check in with the masses.
Only if you’ve ever been seen
(because now you’re there forever).
They don’t believe you
if they don’t see you;
it’s just a chance to throw dirt upon you.
No one from the past
who used to see me now believes me:
just because they don’t fucking see me.
There are only eyes, apparently.
Not memories or minds now.
So fuck you guys.
I am some post to whip now
because someone fucked something
and just because I know
everything about everyone involved
and I’m the one who walked away,
this little party is banded together
to brand me a leper:
But since you see them with your
eyes, it means more to you
than my uncalculated
I’ll keep going through this.
It allows me the knowledge
that at least
I’m a NON-hurtful lunatic,
to teach my lessons . . .
hide them and attempt
to throw them on others.
copyright: C. Ward 2016