Grump and Funk
Grumpy.
In a funk, NOT funky.
Know the cause,
Know the cure,
And here I sit.
Inertia is the obstacle.
An answer from an external source could be the cure.
Or I could just ignore the silence
And enjoy the ghosting
It’s October,
Less than a week to Halloween.
Get with the spirit.
Boo!
I just want to wallow
I think that’s allowed
You don’t have to push forward and rise to the occasion every day.
Sometimes it’s good to kick back
And be miserable
.
Well, not miserable,
Just stagnant.
Know you’re feeling down
And just stay there for a while
Until you feel like rejoining society
Where you know that so many people are pretending to be happy
But don’t want anyone to know.
I think I’ll wallow
And if people notice, I don’t care.
I need the break.
Maybe I’ll pretend it’s a mud bath,
Mm. Those are nice.
You finish feeling drained,
And that feels so good.
This is so depressing, but I feel okay, really, I do.
Got so much going on inside my head
I’m afraid it’s going to explode
Taking on the weight of the rest of my life
Trying to predict the future
It may be one step at a time
But I’m already worrying about the detours.
Struggled my entire life
With who I think I am
Wondering what people see in me
And felt like I had to change.
Finally reached the point where
I don’t care.
And yet, I’m always waiting
for the other shoe to drop.
Another time maybe,
But there is no other world
that we can go to.
As much as some of us might want
to get out of here,
Escape is not an option.
Went for a run and got the idea for this poem. Maybe a song, at some point.
My vote counts and so does yours
They all get added together and the winner has the highest score
We might not vote for the same people
But our votes still matter
If no showed up at all
Or only one side did
That wouldn’t be a democracy
I get to choose who I vote for
And so do you
Sometimes the one you vote for wins
And sometimes they lose
But if you didn’t vote at all
You would have no voice
So use your vote to say what you want\
Some people cant get to the polls and so they cant vote
Some people cant read and dont want anyone to know
Some people can’t register because they don’t have a valid ID
And some people cant vote because of a mistake they once made
Power goes to the mighty and they always want more.
They use words and their power to stoke people’s fear
The only thing they’re afraid of
Is losing their lead.
Inspired by the Vice Presidential debate, with the presidential debate still fresh in my mind.
I’ve been told what to wear, where to sit, when to speak, what to say, for my entire life
Been told I was wrong so many times that when I get a compliment at work
I don’t know how to react
Been second guessed about nearly every major decision I’ve ever made
Been made to feel small when I tried to stand proud and tall
Been asked to do more and more and more, it was never enough
When I made a step forward, a man tried to push me back or jump ahead of me
Been leered at, jeered at, mansplained
And I’m still here.
My brain still works,
I can walk, talk, and vote
I can sing and dance and run circles around whoever I want to
Leering, jeering, talking over me, and putting me down
Add fuel to my fire
Give me a reason to exist
No bully is going to keep me down
Sticks and stones can break my bones
Names can break my heart
But nothing can break my spirit for long
No one has the right to tell me how to think, what to think, and how God will judge me.
Stop with the hypocrisy, the bullying, and the idea that you are superior.
Bullying doesn’t make it so.
Talking over me won’t make it so.
Ignoring my requests to let me speak won’t make it so
Twisting my words and interpreting them through your tunnel vision lens won’t make it so
So stop your leering, jeering, and bullying
And get out of my way.
I have somewhere I need to go
And things I need to do
For myself, for my children, for my community, for my country.