A life imprudent

Forgive me if I seem imprudent
I am not trying to be impudent
And I am not trying to be impertinent,
I am just trying find some contentment
While trying to avoid any resentment,
Caused by seeming aloof and unpredictable
I find life more exciting and irresistible,
When caught in moments of time divisible
I have no desire to be at all miserable
And every single present second is incontrovertible
And all I see is clearly discernable
In a world that is cold but is reversible
Existence without you would be untenable
Leaving me to being susceptible
With a motivation barely detectable
I am a person who can seem invisible
In a life that very rarely seems to ever care at all.