Ramblings of a Genius
I stroll through life, a passenger in my own body, without aim or purpose
My feet touch the ground but there’s no feeling, I’m numb to my senses only my consciousness remains
I’m lost on my journey, no path appears before me, though I search tirelessly for the hint of one
Days, months, years roll by and I’m stuck floating through life, annoyingly trapped in tedium
I try to make a choice but there are too my possibilities to select from, worse yet I lack a purpose
No drive, no zeal to push me forward, no waves to ride, so here I reside, wherever here may be
One might think me lucky to have endless possibilities, such capabilities, success assured
But with so many things to do and so little time to do them, I’m struck prioritizing, not doing
Parents often lie to their children saying “you can be whatever you want to be”, but that’s fallacy
You can only be what is within your capabilities, you can only achieve what your intellect will allow
Everyone is, or should be born with limitations, that which cannot be surpassed with effort
But as fate would have it, mine are non-existent, or simply outside the realm of human understanding
My potential, my intellect, has hindered my progress believe it or not, everything is such a bore
What do you do when you have the ability to do anything, yet no interest towards anything?
I try to take a step forward, but yet here I remain, still unfocused, though I lack nothing
A very perplexing and annoying problem, though I’ve from the beginning found the solution
It is quite simple really, so simple in fact that it would be overlooked by most
I will go against the norm, create my own path, and blaze a trail no one can or would think to follow
Instead of doing what I love to earn, I will earn so I can do what interests me, problem solved
Most will not understand or will misunderstand what I mean, but that’s fine
Since this is a problem only I have, arrogant as that may seem, a fact nonetheless
Though I’d prefer if you’d call me a narcissist, narcissism can be sexy after all
No need to take heed or even seek meaning, this is simply the ramblings of a genius
Copyright © Kern Elliott | Year Posted 2023
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