At least the mood swings are still the same, <br />came home as a martyr in distress - no pill <br />can stop one from being an idiot - mistakes <br />proliferate and clearly indicate I can't make <br />the grade - cannot concentrate <br /> <br />Using the Internet is only sometimes right <br />and mostly wrong, I can never guess which, <br />should read the green law dictionary to stop <br />being caught in flagrante delicto for not <br />using a really authoritative source <br /> <br />Cannot force myself to care enough about <br />every little rule in every obscure didactic <br />book, sorry for myself - just to find my <br />sorrows disappear, I become as happy <br />as a woodland sprite because <br /> <br />The world is such a wonderful place, nothing <br />people can do to me can change the marvels <br />hidden within reality and though I can never <br />please my peers being me, I cannot become <br />someone else, not in a million years <br /> <br />It is a miracle others put up with me, in a just <br />universe I would have been stoned to death or <br />cursed for my inability to express in prescribed <br />terms - I'm privileged to be allowed to live!<br /><br />Margaret Alice Second<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-flagrante-delicto/
