A heartless duty it is truly
To wear the cloak that only fits me
Exploring but a fraction
Of the ocean that is the human soul
A white hot fury
Burns through the bleak composure–
Status quo
What do I know?
I’ve placed bets on
One side
And now want to
Switch
Does it align with yourself?
Alignment
Is it just good enough?
Appeasement
Is there room for improvement?
Hope
Is the path forward no longer clear?
Dread
What is it when just being yourself
Is not enough to win their heart?
Disappointment
What is it when they refuse to
Carve a little space in their life for you?
Misplacement
What is it
When life’s
A game of chance?
Affected
Directed
Divested
Instead
I am looking
For the baseline
By which I measure
Myself against–
But what is it called
When the standard
Was never fair
To begin with?
The Space Between Me and You 