A Proper EffortA Poem by AMetaphoricalSoul
I despise pursuit
The game of the chase I am the mouse hunting the fox Food for the slaughter Stalking my own demise I am prepared to concede Abandon this fruitless crusade Let me be the courted Endeavour to gain my favour Show me you are worthy of my interest I have done enough to convey my intentions I am finished with my attempts to charm you It is my turn to be convinced Make me seem exceptional I want to see it in your eyes And hear it in your voice Seduce me to your character Impress me with your determination to win me over I have constantly aspired to please Sacrificing my own desires to accommodate for the sake of others Lowering my standards to measure up to those I covet But all I crave now is my own contentment And it comes from within me You have my permission to compliment my life But you will not ever command my spirit Nevermore will I alter my nature to appease the whims of a potential prospect I know now that I deserve greater than I have received I have earned a proper effort I will settle for nothing less than one befitting of my virtue © 2019 AMetaphoricalSoul |
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Added on March 9, 2019 Last Updated on March 9, 2019 Author
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