I duped myself into believing that I am a rebel

fully aware that I had chained myself to a hundred-thousand doubts.

Procrastinations and justifications,

pretentious peace, coward patience,

and silent acceptance.

I spent time relishing in ideas

thinking others’ thoughts

juggling ignited words

angst-ridden conversations

fighting with self

believing and then denying

marching ahead, reclining in the shade,

clinging together and straying away.

The weary silence giggled when I asked myself

“Where have I reached?”

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