Kaleekolai

A short poem that I wrote at work the other day when I was feeling angsty.

I have grown old and weary
Beneath the shadow of you pessimism
Your surly moods and disinterest
Have worn away away at the fine edges
That were once strong, sharp and full of grace
The reflection of self is stooped and worried
Where once it was proud and carefree
Afraid to break free from the eggshells
I glued about myself
To keep me from walking on them
Around you