How ironic
that I have become
all the things
I used to mock
and revile
when I was young dumb
and naive
Not the way
I envisioned I would be
Such is the high price
of conformity
Always settling
for the comfortable
low risk position
A member of
the obscure
anonymous median
Part of
the muddling majority
Mired in our
stagnant mediocrity
The nightmare
of settling and
shortchanging
our dreams
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