The Exam For Failure

has yet to be devised
but were it to exist
I would pass it with ease,
and receive the results
with a balanced measure
of self acceptance.
  

Dysfunctionally Yours

Some believe in excelling in this life,
doing their 10,000 hours with their gift
when young, so that when they are adults
their talent will bring them wealth
enough to keep them through adulthood.

This usually means a life of excess
through insecurities where they don't know
who or what to turn to for the most apt support.

In my life I have excelled at nothing
beyond surviving the repeated failure
to adapt, and achieve enough, materially
to make a front that makes me 'normal'.
Retirement is the nearest activity
that I found that matches normality.

Out of my slow and wonderful failure
I have refined a character that nobody else wants
and nobody is jealous enough to seek to own,
which will go unmourned when it is gone.

Long may it be so.

I Am Used To My Own Life Being Pointless

After all in any hierarchy
-particularly in families-
the bottom must be selfless
to give the top it's 'character'
-it's fitness to decide and rule.
But I have never quite adjusted
to how my actions might make
the live of others quite as pointless
as my own sometimes seems to me.