Poem

Jaded by MwsR

Remembering things the way you see fit

I am not an idiot

Things were construed in this way and that

Perhaps it’d be better if all went “splat”

Seems pretty jaded

All the black and white has faded

Hard to trace, hard to be certain for sure

Looks like your the fish hooked by the lure.

Trapped because you want to be right

I wonder if it keeps you awake at night.

Seems to be jaded

Nothing ever gets corrected

Things just sit where they are,

Where they have been, at least so far.

Seems to be jaded

Why does your heart get traded

For falsehoods and misperceptions?

Like in a bubble is where you are

Too close but yet so far.

Jaded.

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