The Wackness

A sad truth we find, in moments of lucid reflection, as rarely as they happen by, that our opinions of others, our judgements and profiles, are merely ourselves in a closet, full of bones and demons, we keep too close to home. Take this partnership, for example, and all the strange little negative ways, we dance around each other, the endless games we play, well, when it comes to the crunch, and I’m forced to really examine this stuff, it seems that I am one who sees the wackness, who’s view of world could use some practice, see I like to think that I think glass is not half full, and not half empty, it’s just half a glass and ain’t that plenty? But objectivity’s not really my strong suit, and it takes someone calling me on my bullshit, to make me see truth.

And they say the truth hurts, but that’s a bit more of the glass is half empty, than I’m generally prepared to swallow, it only hurts when we too damn scared to follow, up with the self reflection, when we neglect to mention, to ourselves that we’re not infallible, and in the end we say fuck it, we’re just incompatible, and we go our seperate ways, and spend our days, wallowing in the bitter taste of loss, while all around the comiserating say it’s just bad joss, when in fact if we are humble enough to admit it, we’d realise the only reason that life turns out so shit, is we think that we’re so strong, instead being humble enough to admit we’re wrong.


~ by Gethin A. Lynes on August 31st, 2008.

2 Responses to “The Wackness”

  1. Nicely put. Very nice.

  2. Cheers Cobber

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