Self-acceptance Poems
It's about...
by June C
Diogenes was a homeless man
He was cynical, a character, a fool, some could say destined to be forever dead.
But he has books, people analyzing his every day.
So what's stopping you in this modern enclave?
Times have changed.
I know your struggles, your own images-, self doubts.
That spreads like a new black plague,the young and old in this new age.
How it's hard to get up in the morning, why me? Why breathe?
The devil speaks.
You know there's more like you out there, but you don't care. It's about me, me, me.
......
It's about...
by June C
Diogenes was a homeless man
He was cynical, a character, a fool, some could say destined to be forever dead.
But he has books, people analyzing his every day.
So what's stopping you in this modern enclave?
Times have changed.
I know your struggles, your own images-, self doubts.
That spreads like a new black plague,the young and old in this new age.
How it's hard to get up in the morning, why me? Why breathe?
The devil speaks.
You know there's more like you out there, but you don't care. It's about me, me, me.
......
