The Sweet Simplicity of Everyday Life
I am a patriot and the daily grin of small town people.
I sometimes wonder why a small town person would even bother.
I hear the breaks of ambivalence in their awkward laughs.
I see the scintillating sparks in their heated conversations.
I want to be more... to be them but,
I am a patriot and the daily grin of small town people.
I pretend to agree with my peer's passions and aggressions but,
I feel like their battle scars.
I touch on the comic relief in their potent tangents.
I worry that they began to notice my differences.
I cry at the sight of an oblivious longing that pulls at my
Rib cage and makes me cringe but,
I am a patriot and the daily grin of small town people.
I understand why one would wish for darkness.
I say identify emotions, embrace and discard them then inevitably proceed.
I dream of things that escalate with one single movement.
I try my hardest to care about this place and whatever I've led my life to become.
I hope to be the ancient town whisper but for now,
I am a patriot and the daily grin of small town people.
Copyright © Samantha Mcdougal | Year Posted 2006
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