A Life Imprudent

Forgive me if I seem imprudent I am not trying to be impudent And I am not trying to be impertinent, I am just trying find some contentment While trying to avoid any resentment, Caused by me seeming aloof and unpredictable I find life more exciting and irresistible, When caught in moments of time divisible I have no desire to be at all miserable And every single present second is incontrovertible And all I see is clearly discernable In a world that is cold but is reversible Existence without you would be untenable Leaving me to being susceptible With a motivation barely detectable I am a person who can seem invisible In a life that very rarely seems to ever care at all.