They confine me to repetitions but my mind wanders –
I yearn for something new.
They put fences around my thinking but they do not know, when no one’s around,
I like to help ideas slip in somehow and invade my mind.
The very encroachment they are wary of, I relish!
They question my questions but I do not question them back.
I know that they are afraid of argument.
They base their decisions on judgment.
And they judge not from reason but from suspicion.
But I do not like to judge or be judged.
I reason, then trust, then admire.
There is this nauseating stillness that almost chokes me.
So I must find a vent every now and then and gasp for breath.
I can not comprehend this Inertia!
This unwillingness to question, to probe, to learn, to live.
They want me to pretend but I can not do that either!
“You’ll never reach the heights”, they declare.
Thank you, but I am not the one for heights!
It is the depths that charm me, I’d rather go deep!
(At the heights, if you are as careless as I am, you’ll lose your balance and fall. If you go deep enough, however, the depths will push you up!)