Simpler Crimes


Eavesdropping on the chatter
Of intellectual minds
So similar to each other
One of my simpler crimes
I have nothing to help me fit
My mind runs on a different path
A feeling of inferiority sets in
If they knew my thoughts they would laugh
So I sit and listen in
Attempting to become contented
But some are my friends and that's incentive
To try and fit myself in