What Does It Say About Me?
A Poem
What does it say about me that my favorite playlist is called Melancholy Instrumentals? Maybe I just like the way it makes me feel Cold spritzes of sadness to make me feel something other than a flatline
What does it say about me that I always tell the truth? Is it somehow an excuse to be ruder than a normal person who thinks white lies are as simple as cauliflower rice?
What does it say about me that I sometimes look at Instagram while I am meditating? Am I unworthy of mindfulness because I like to look at nature pics while breathing deeply and fighting off distraction? (and doing a terrible job)
What does anything say about me when seen through the reflection of the image of myself I hold deep down that is so untrue yet also unwavering What does that say about me?
A castrated facade of who I might be if I were to be that introspective But what if I am and all it says about me is that I don’t know what anything really says about me? This circular route to understand the nuances of self balled up in an emotional dialogue that runs on a loop in my ever-active brain
What does it say about me that I’ve never had coffee? And never ridden a bike? Or never done drugs? To me, it says nothing It’s just me But we humans are so happy to judge each other ad nauseam about every little single thing And I am no better For all the times I wonder what things say about me I judge you for the things I notice about you And there we sit eye to eye face to face Talking about each other in our minds and wondering the whole time what it says about us
© Jonathan Greene 2019
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