On A Beach
embalmed with denigration
drowning in clichés
paralyzed with expectations
frustrated by delays
harpooned with envy
mesmerized by guilt
sucked into disappointment
sunken in the silt
riding all the waves
hoping in belief
searching for the way
getting stuck on a beach
My Thing
Many others question
what I do and why
they pour their negativity into my heart
the things they say could make me cry
were I a lessor person
and cared what they thought
these people whose dreams and emotions
are like toys that they bought
I do my thing no matter what
I do my thing no matter why
I do my thing through the pain
I do my thing in the rain
I do my thing and search for answers
I do my thing
and that’s just it
I do my thing