I wrote this as the first assignment in my literary inquiry class.
The Imperfect Human by
Katie Marble
Here is the imperfect human functioning barely
Waking up too late Hair messy no care
Can’t afford a car can’t afford a cappuccino
eats a donut drips on her shirt
picks her nose drags her pants in the mud
late to work hates her job doesn’t try very hard
smoking break eat pizza
fat lazy
not sexy no boyfriend
sits at home with her cat
watches movies dreams about love
will she ever find it? She’s already 40
wants a house and kids
can’t have kids can’t have a house
sad alone no friends
why not? I’m funny right?
Self doubt low self esteem
Abused lied to cheated laughed at
Too big too old too little too late
Wasted life wasted dreams
Now she drinks to escape the pain
To push away her hopes and dreams
Sits and thinks about the American life
The dog the husband the job= success
How come? Why? Why not?
Me me me
God? Who? What for?
Sit Cry Stop
Its not worth it to cry
I’d rather die than live.
Do you feel sorry for this woman? Would you help her? Could you help her? No. Do you feel better because you are in a better place than she? I bet you do. It is the nature of the imperfect human to draw from others failures, feeling more successful because of it. Bigger than the negative steps we take in our daily life, is the “sin” of putting others down in order to raise ourselves up. We see someone who is lonely and sad, and feel grateful for the friends that we have. We see someone homeless on the streets and celebrate, inside, for the money in our pockets. This hypocrisy is the real mark of imperfection.
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