social climber

Square peg, round hole
an anxious soul wrestles silence,
its real difference unrevealed
and its wounds unhealed thorugh uncertainty
sad reality and a loser mentality

chameleon or wallflower
are you blooming in attempted wit
   or sinking in a deep pit of melancholy,
wholly self-created
  all the time trying not to try hard

a bit-part player,
making a cameo appearance in Life,
or others lives
  
Are you a jack of all trades
spreading yourself too thinly, 
Or are you some kind of hermit crab,
searching and finding unoccupied shells,
detritus on the beach?

no guise fits neatly

legs running, fingers
moving deftly, brain
ticking over, but mouth
still as ever

a neutral observer sits
useless as they cut me

hello, ego are you there?

my multi-faceted profile
is ephemeral, not here
nor there, just being
a Potemkin person,
my life signs deceptive,
masking a non-entity.