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Forgive me if I seem imprudent

I am not trying to be impudent

And I am not trying to be impertinent,

I am just trying find some contentment

While trying to avoid any resentment,

Caused by seeming aloof and unpredictable

I find life more exciting and irresistible,

When caught in moments of time divisible

I have no desire to be at all miserable

And every single present second is incontrovertible

And all I see is clearly discernable

In a world that is cold but is reversible

Existence without you would be untenable

Leaving me to being susceptible

With a motivation barely detectable

I am a person who can seem invisible

In a life that very rarely seems to ever care at all.