Manipulated Perception

Worthy…

I question your vanity.
Quaint expressions of lacking contentment…
Feeling your desire for ambition,
Like the bitter cold on my neck.

Measuring the mark set by those before you,
Fearing failure all too frequently.
Serenading the world with a song of passion,
Your forgotten loves seem persistently patient.

Designating your path and choosing to direct others,
Craving the spoils of your goals.
Honing the lust and frustration,
Dreading the thought of forfeit.

Worthy…