Full Up
he tells me
I’m full of it
does than mean
full of hot air
full of bullshit
full of blessings
full to the brim
or spilling over
dripping down the sides
with a puddle of it
all around me
a puddle that keeps getting bigger
is there no room
for anything else
am I so full of it
I can’t change
learn
share
am I’m so full of it
that I feel nothing else
I feel empty
not full up
unfulfilled
even as full as I supposedly am
this being full of it
accusation
is an attempt to shame me
I get that
but I’m so full of it
I feel no shame
there’s no room
for your judgements
to find footing
I’m not adding your shame
to the it
I already carry
at least I carry it well
no thanks to you
who aren’t full of anything
all I hear is the hollow echo
of your emptiness
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