
I am the Queen
of being wrong
The Princess
of loss
An Expert
at shelving my dreams
I wrote a thesis
on the disappointment that comes from the misplaced hope
that people will change for the better
I have conquered
the fact that standing up for myself or others
always gets me punched back down
I’m an Absolute Pro
at failure
My confidence is excellent
at being swiftly annihilated
I am the Boss
of no one, and nothing
What I say goes
except for in reality
I win again and again
at the being-humbled game
Everyone listens to me
when I am the only one in the room
I could care less about people’s feelings
and doing the right thing
but then I wouldn’t be me
This poem is part of a set I wrote in 2020: 3 at 43. “Personal Geology” was the first, and this is #2. Wrestling with myself on a daily basis is just a part of my life. Who’s with me?
Thank you for reading!