So you stuck your nose in the air and your fingers in your ears and then made a big show of getting up on your toes to tower above us. You told us that you're too mature for this shit... And then you pranced off on tiptoe with your nose in the air and your fingers in your ears, dancing around to convince yourself and others how much happier and more evolved you are now that you made us Get Ours by telling us off...with your mouth still running to whoever you ran into who would listen, about how you are so above this shit... Way too mature for it.
I muttered, "May you fall on your face from walking like that. May people then laugh at how you talked like that."
This will happen anyway... With or without anyone's curses... Unless interrupted.
I'm obviously no saint either... Never was. No more or less than you are or ever were... Evidenced by the fact that i wanted you to fall flat on your face for treating us like that, I make mistakes too. I have made disgusting ones. So I found my common sense and my conscience again ... Aka found out where I'd put my brain and my heart... and interrupted you. I said "Hey, you're gonna trip if you keep walking like that."
You turned around and fired back, "What do you care?"
I said to you, "What do you care that I care? You're the one that's too mature for this shit."
Your anger mixed right then with this other feeling you couldn't place or name. Your confusion stopped you in your tracks, causing you to trip and fall and spill the coffee you picked up on your way to go chat with your friends about how you are way over this shit and too mature for it.
Guess who laughed together while cleaning up the mess.
"What matters ain't the who's baddest, but the ones that stop you falling from your ladder." -The Heavy
If I had been able to communicate better to you about what bothered you about me and what was actually going on and what I actually was saying and more outwardly technical communication blunders, then you would never have felt the need to be too mature for that shit.
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