Hard, Hard World
Maybe, I'm too soft
for a hard, hard world,
its jagged edges waiting
like a rusty nail in a floorboard
for a proverbial foot to pierce
Maybe, I'm too kind
for a greedy world,
its open maw screaming
like a nest of baby crows
to be fed by my giving soul
Maybe, I'm too gentle
for an angry world,
its clenched fist smashing
my smiling face
with a vicious left hook
Maybe, I'm too reserved
for an hyperactive world,
with a billion neurons flashing
cross its vapid mind,
burning the retina of my soul
Maybe, its a hard, hard world
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