The Earlier The Better.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

and so this is it
and it will always be this:

you move around
you do your own thing
and simply keep doing
it even to an extent
that it will have no more
meaning...

at times you miss
their company
but then you remember
how pretentious have
they become
and how bitter and how
saddened by the misfortunes
of their lives
that they keep only to themselves
but keeps manifesting on how
they too pull others down
to level up to their kind of
misery....

you learned about this but
not that late
and you decided to keep things
to yourself too
moving down moving up
in your own pacing....

alone, you move within the
crown
as though you'rea small
fish in the company of
sharks in the deepest
ocean

accept this fact: no one
really cares
and the only person that
cares for you
genuinely and sincerely
is just yourself....

the earlier the better....