after all the years I spent
listening to the Nos
reverberate in my head
the Maybes that never
came to fruition
the Yeses that were lies
and filled me with dread
these echoes would stultify
leave me breathless & dumb
unable to move on
and now so long fought
and so hard won
perspective like a picture framed
in optimism self-taught
instead of being told
I am too cynical or jaded
too cheerful is now the cry
ah well, I am persuaded
that some people
one can never satisfy
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