the world sees
the things that i do,
and then their thumbs
go all the way up,
almost automatically.
why is that?
is it that easy
to like every
little thing that i do?
it’s like all this time,
i wanted to be
noticed and liked,
but now i question
if that’s genuine?
does it seem realistic
that people like
all of my work?
where does the improvement
come in?
what happens if
the people tell you
there’s no need
for improvement,
that everything’s just fine?
how does one
continue to push themselves
if they’ve already
stretched the limits
of what they can do?
there’s that one saying
that when you have everything
you could ever want,
you start to ask “now what?”
and i don’t even
have everything i want,
but i’m asking “now what?”
where do my words
go from here?
this isn’t as easy
as it once was,
but i still
want to do it.
when do i stop?
hopefully never.
Sunday, February 25, 2018
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