Try, as you might,
Force it upon yourself, so you do,
So many things only,
One is capable of
Try, as you might,
Force it upon yourself, so you do,
So many things only,
One is capable of
Banter, everywhere,
Considerable amounts of engagement,
Constant debating,
Never did any, any good.
Is it all sunshine and roses,
Is any?
Serene, calm, and resilient,
Calculated moves driving home their point,
Unabashed, bold, a spirit on fire,
Gladly chooses to remain,
As is, though desire.
You and I, we amble on,
Blissfully, or not, ignorant,
Of the fact that,
It is not all about us.