Petulance

~ ~M

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Sometimes I just want to wrap myself tightly
In faded old memories and beautiful regrets
Oh to be able to forget the present time
And just relive the days of juvenile delinquency
To be young and free with no more responsibility
But the world is unrelenting in its high and mighty ways
Creating senseless rules that have no rhyme or reason
And we become sucked into the pit of persuasion
Which forces us to admit beyond our better judgement
That we must be good, righteous, and truth bearing beings
And all it does is grow us up into boring, blundering, baboons
Many of whom have hardly any imagination left at all

© 2018 Michelle Cook

24 thoughts on “Petulance”

        2. Too funny Oneta! You’re a writer, and a good one at that, which means you could never be any of those things. Writer’s are infinitely imaginative. 😉

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