Unconcerned

Mediocrity is a hell

I'll never have to face

And I'm so grateful

that my life is

a spot of color.

Even if I

cease to ever try

I'll always see the world

through my tinted eyes.

But there are some

Who live life flat

The world is a place

A job that needs doing

No room for deviations

No place for thought.

I can't help

but cry my eyes out

Imagine what a life

with no reason to be

except no reason against.

But my tears

have a motive

that I could never guess,

Deep down

in my heart

I almost wish

I could be one of them

Because imagine all the pain

heartbreak, wondering, hope

hate, fear, beauty, and experience

You would never have to feel.