Where I Could Be

The girl inside is aching

She wants to see Shania,

Live for the first time in two years,

Alas! A greater calling has stricken.

A purpose past myself.

And though I am not so naive

As to believe she will know me

As anything more, or less,

Than a dancing speck in the distance,

But, I do believe she can appreciate

the reason I chose better law school grades

Over a night of pure joy.

But, why do I have to pay, to learn

And serve my country on the bench?

Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

One thought on “Where I Could Be

  1. Dear Miss Sickybeat Extraordinaire, Another true and personal poem from you. Forgive me for being so intrepid as to suggest 2 small changes. See poem below with parenthesis ( ) around the 2 suggestions:

    The girl inside is aching
    She wants to see Shania,
    Live for the first time in two years,
    Alas! A greater calling has stricken (no period)
    A purpose past myself.
    And though I am not so naive
    As to believe she will know me
    As anything more, or less,
    Than a dancing speck in the distance,
    But, I do believe she can appreciate (delete But)
    the reason I chose better law school grades
    Over a night of pure joy.
    But, why do I have to pay, to learn
    And serve my country on the bench?

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