I never thought to listen.
In all my eagerness to vote,
I seldom gave thought to the fears of others.
In all my eagerness to write,
I figured it would all just flow like fine wine; no practice needed.
In all my eagerness to parent,
I've let my ego cash my checks.
In all my eagerness to give a fuck,
I too often forget that I don't have to . . .
. . . and so much is out of my control.
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