Discretion gets the best of me--Idiot or smart?
It’s the discretion that tears the heart--
Necessary evil.
An unaccepted generalization.
The wailing, the hissing, the annoyance.
Why is it all taboo?
Who’s to say?
Youth is youth,
It’s the stages that vary.
Nothing inherently illicit.
More innocent than anything.
I’ve learned it more than once.
Life strains,
I move on.
But it stays,
Corrupting my mind,
Slowly, slowly coercing insanity. |
Submission Name: Discretion
