World Weary

As a child I was always on my best behaviour
Even now I instinctively try
To be the same
But oh it does get tedious
Replaying this childish game.

So though I am an adult now
I think I still demonstrate
A kind of dependent sycophancy
On others this might sometimes grate.

And I find the process of living overwhelming
With all the things which must be done
Cleaning, cooking, paying bills:
It really isn't fun.

Also people cannot be relied upon to provide an anchor.
Or a stable environment.
Friends, family, colleagues-
They go their own way:
That's how these things are meant.

And drearily the only pleasure
Nature easily provides
Is sex, booze and fatty foods:
The temptation of pizza
Or of burgers;
"Some chips please on the side".

Still the bosses make unreasonable demands
These things screw with my mental health.
There are times I just want to Say to the world.
"Goodbye.  Go fuck yourself".

MDC