The inertia of opportunity
Left hanging by the possibilities
Screaming at a wall of love for anything I do
Feel the warmth of coddling
By the work of those before me
Make it easy
Make me complacent
Give me an obstacle
Overcome the odds, encumbered American
But the fallacies
the lies of our problems
the lies inherent
the lies surmountable, but daunting nonetheless
So leave me be familial love
My parents' work
My middle-class mindset
Lies of affluence, lies of promise, lies of problems
We pick and choose our problems because we subsist, but never thrive
Thrive we do not
But we still think we should
So the pain comes
Objects in motion tend to stay
In
Motion
But objects sitting still in a pool of tepid water
Will never know
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