Inspiring
I am forced to be extraordinary
I am excellent by default
If I am any less than perfect then
I’m a disappointment and
it’s my own fault.
I’m expected to be inspirational
Otherwise I’m depressing, hopeless.
An eyesore on your commute
A stereotype; proving you right
Make light of me and watch time fly by
Make right by me and others will
Laugh, mock, stop inviting you to lunch.
If I’m not my best, then
You see me at your worst, not mine.
It’s not my burden, it’s not my cross
I am carrying the burden for all those who decided
To stay home, quit, be what they say
I’m inspirational because
I didn’t let all the bullshit
Get in my way.
What about those who don’t have a choice?
Those grasping at straws,
Hoarsely scratching their voice
Are you still inspirational
If you didn’t ask for any of it
And you just want to live your life
As if none of it happened?
What kind of inspiration is that?
Living a life, keeping a heartbeat
Despite the horrible shit they tried to do
Why am I inspiring,
What inspires me to inspire you?
Fucking nothing.
I’m just trying to live
Why insist on taking my life
And using it to justify yours
Your life is sad and miserable
You inspire me in so many ways
To be less like you, and more like a mole.
Why does my challenging, back-breaking,
Soul-shredding, mind-fucking,
Distance-inducing, harm-inflicting
Life inspire you?
You all beat me down, tore me open
Cut me up and sewed me shut
You’re inspired because I haven’t killed myself?
Ended it, called it quits, curtain dropped.
I don’t find that inspiring,
To stay alive listening to all you lot
Rot and shit and fuck and die
Searching for ways to “be inspired”
Wanna be inspired? Just fucking stay alive
Look outside
Watch a bird fly
I’ve never seen anything more inspiring,
Than a bird flying, or a worm squirming
Or a flower blooming.
Get your inspiration from somebody else,
I’m not inspiring,
You’re just patronizing.