Please Don't Feed The Animal

Oh what a fool
I've become,
Thought it was easy
To force my words
Upon,
Everyone.
For some appreciation
When little if any
Is necessarily
Required,
To be enough
For this aspiring naive
To be inspired.
So troubling
Is that empty hole
I need to feed
And refill a tank never full
Providing tranquility calms
This useless skull.

I ask of nothing
But desire something from everyone,
Knowing there's no reason
The inner child should be screaming,
Regards,
Work accomplished
Manipulation of thought
Self embedding
Sounds to me like success,
Respect,
A feeling of
I'm the one
Spreading handfuls of words
For the rarest of delighted ears.

It is
With such ambivalence
I reach new heights
Save,
Still I seek counsel
Of
My most respectable peers,
But learn as I grow
They are not always
My support
M muse.