The problem is
When you're at the bottom you feel like not getting up again
Like the world finally decided to shun you a out of its space
And you feel like going back in would be a forced intrusion
But at the same time you know,
That going back in would yield greater rewards than this misery you confine yourself to
And maybe there would be more problems along the way
But the arrogance of success is that you feel that the world is beneath you
Hence the challenge would be accepted, if not considered a stone compared to the rock you just brought to pieces.
A lot of them tell that they know of hunger pains
That rock a belly like pins that pierce through skin
And their constant presence is of utter annoyance
And yes they bother you, but your attention is shifted toward ensuring that no outside faces see
Lest they write an open book about you to the world...
And it's awfully coincidental
That by the time they make of your struggles they gotta laugh at you first before they help
But reverse the situation and they see you help with all dignity
Then again they laugh at you for the fool you are
Because laughter is like compounding pain to an already salted would
And to a man who has seen it all, laughter is the epitome of disrespect
And they wonder why you always keep a low tone
Maybe it's because you've seen it all, or that the sight reminded you of your own struggles
And the train of thought returned you to the sleepless nights you so often spent subsiding hunger with water
Forgetting that a couple of minutes ago you were feasting on steak with a pasta salad of grated cheese
But the ultimate ***ery is
You become dead broke you feel alone
You become dead rich you feel alone
The problem is, I guess
That without success, one feels like they're not alive,
Or better yet, undeserving to be.
Nk@3
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