conscientization

I can cry life is so obvious.
What I appreciate and cherish
becomes what I am.
what I am becomes all that
I am able to appreciate and cherish.

others find love
others find careers
others find inspiring stories
to guide their menial tasks
and beer commercials to write their weekend plans

others find happiness
others find contentment
others find leadership
in the way they coalesce to the center
and dream of big dreams like flying to the Caribbean

but apparently
it’s all beneath me
and those I gravitate towards.
the shock that such a statement should bring
can’t poison or sting me.
it’s more a reality, this life,
the way satisfaction or some virtue like that
becomes a shining relic
and accomplishing anything beyond
impossibilities
leads us to be further and further behind.

oh, life,
the way you taunt me
is quite entertaining, in fact.
at least I have that consciousness that knows this.
but what a world it would be
if we could get over our hang ups
and live through you the way we are meant to do
instead of the way
we convince ourselves
is correct.