Fresh off the press... or erm, paper ;) hehe. I just wrote this poem. It was inspired by my realization that lately it has felt like I have to really force myself and remember to be nice to people. I have always considered myself to be a nice person but lately I have started to question whether I'm still being a nice person. Some things have happened that make me distrust people around me and I think that may be why I am having a hard time with being nice. (Not that I'm mean, I just haven't been able to "naturally" be nice to people like I used to be) Maybe I'm tired of feeling like people are walking all over me or taking advantage of me being nice all the time...anyways, enjoy the poem. Let me know what ya think. ~T
Sputtering, spittle
through clenched teeth
pretending to be nice
can wear on a sword's sheath
Glisten, shine
show those pearly whites
pretending to be nice
saves you from many fights
BUT, BUT, BUT...
Stuttering, stuck
with a phased mind,
When did I start having to pretend
at being kind?
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