Metaphorically Speaking...

Sitting here with all the ingredients
for the pot of gold i've been waiting for, except something is missing for my taste buds.

I've got the pot of gold, it's right infront of me,
but i'm not happy, it's not the particular pot of gold i wanted,
it's not my special pot of gold! But i've waited for my- MY OWN PERFECT!!...... my own perfect perfect pot of gold.
this pot of gold i now have,
it's merely a pot of cheap jewelery, a rip off from the original,
a sale of a sale at a yard sale;
this is how i see it, it's only so in my eyes anyway.
I merely just settled for what i could get, did i?
did i just settle for what i could get?
are these ingriedience the best i will ever have?
why can't i see the shimmery gold
that everyone else sees in this pot of gold that i now have?
maybe i know why subconciously...i don't seem to know the answer to any of this.

whats the main ingridient thats missing? why am i not satisfied with what i have?

it's not me whos got the problem, its the pot, that pot which doesn't meet my expectation that same pot that's actually all right for me
but doesn't shimmer bright enough in my eyes, it doesn't give me butterflies those warm tingling butterflies are missing , it doesn't add that happy spring to my step.

this particular pot of gold, has promissed me more than any other pot of gold ever has.
it has even kept its promise, something i surely did not expect.

this particular pot of gold has been supporting me through all of my stress and even now in my own ignorance.
it's made me temporarily happy
countless times, countless...temporarily..
because i see the value in it, it has alot of value, but i don't seem
to want any of it, it's not-my-pot-of-gold! the gold i waited for...the gold that i longed for will probably never be mine.


i don't see my luck in this pot of gold i now have, i won't see my luck in this pot of gold that i now have, maybe one day maybe never,
but deffinitely not until i reason with my idea of perfection.


-A_Riot