Way of my soul || Poetry

LII. a little less

When they score a little more
I become a little less

When they act a little kind
I become a little rude

When they spend a little time
I become a little selfish

When they bow a little harder
I become paralyzed

When they look a little cheery
I become a little dry

When they do a little something
I become "a little nothing"

And then when I try
they say "you can't do anything so why"

maybe break the chains that are tied
to my feet to see me fly