Convivial me

Conviviality has always been my way

I surreptitiously monitor my manner every day,

I posit at times on my life it places a strain

It’s hard to always be congenial when you’re about to break,

See when lifes pressures coalesce into one nightmare like stream

Threatening to pull you under suffocating your very being,

Yet on the surface all people ever see and believe

Is me this figure of unadulterated conviviality.