As if I came to waste your time
As if I were some insignificant indecisive weak nobody
As if I were just another poor fool dull and unfortunate
As if you were the master of the house
As if you were in the know pitying nobodies like us
As if you could judge people and hand out sentences then clear yourself of the blame
I could think all this
And I could unthink all this
--
while walking at night with the light breeze that cleanses the mind of rubbish heapish preoccupations:
When does arrogance end and confidence start?
