On A Toilet At Work

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An intellectual really

It's just hidden In the hedges of my profession 

and the causes of my confessions

I'm creative too can't you tell

My highest level of education and lowest level

of notoriety may conceal

How else do you measure me

With a ruler or a scale

What would make my worth more apparent to you

Just put me under a microscope or knife

whatever's better to dissect the parable of my life

Reviews

[Carolynn]

I think we should just be happy with who we are and not allow others to make us feel like we don't measure up! We're all valuable, unique works of art! :) another really superb poem!

[Érenn]

This is an amazing piece. How should i say it... Yeah am at a loss of words. Because the feelings mutual in terms of what you have portrayed here. A powerful poem for me at least. ^^

[richy]

That really means so much. Thanks for reading it!