Wisdom From a Stupid Man

A wise man once told me

nothing

because wise men don't choose to talk to me very often.

My life is not hard enough

for me to triumph above it.

My life is not grand enough

to allow me to sit back with satisfaction.

I am not shy enough

for my silence to scream out into the busy room.

But I am not loud enough

for people to notice my voice.

I do not possess

any great talents

or really any talents at all.

I was told once I could sing fairly well

so of course I stopped singing.

I want only what I cannot have

so I am always searching

and grasping for what is just beyond my reach.

The very fact that another would seek my company

makes me not want to seek theirs.

So no matter how many people surround me

I am always alone.

I wish often

for someone to tell me something wise

but truth be told

I probably wouldn't notice something wise

if it was screamed in my ear.