Stratagem

[an aria] Anticipation's keened And desire's as sharp as a knife; But longing is a fiend Who both lengthens and shortens life. I'm fed to the teeth with people telling me I'm too good to read, that connection's an obstacle, and I fail where I most succeed. A vain person will toss it off, and think greatness you can't force-feed, but their feelings I cannot slough, so they too weigh me down and plead. They say that recognition waits, and only forward momentum crushes the doubt that hesitates the tip of my pen's stratagem. But still, I am alone right now in a world where my feelings bleed because I am ignored somehow just for being 'too good to read.' Anticipation's keened And desire's as sharp as a knife; But longing is a fiend Who both lengthens and shortens life.