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.