Malades du travail
It’s a curious affliction
That affects my diction
And reduces me to a puddle of fuck.
I would love to say I sweat and I toil,
But the reality is I foil-
Wrap everything in sight.
If it’s hidden
Then I’m smitten
With delusions of peace and calm.
I feel like shrieking and shouting
I’m alive, I’m here, don’t discount me
But to do so would be to be labelled a freak
And I’m not going back down that road.
© dizzygirl
Comments
The best people I know are “freaks”…
Great piece, it provides such insight.
Thanks Lisa :)
I used to embrace (and display) my inner freak but somehow lost the courage along the way. She’s coming back though ;)
I’m with Lisa – nothing wrong with displaying your inner freak! It just takes boldness & courage, and once you’ve found that, you never really lose it. And I have to say, I just love a piece that uses the wonderful word smitten :-)