Mediocre

Expctaisons…

No, it’s spelled “expectations.”

I spelled it wrong. 

I disfigured the written word. 

I am mediocre. 

If you couldn’t tell. 

I didn’t intend it that way. 

But then it was five years later. 

I am trying to maintain the illusion of being stubborn. 

Because in the wrong circumstances, I am fragile. 

Which maybe aren’t mutually exclusive?

Anyway,

I am mediocre. 

But at least I have a nice smile.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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