Short Change

There were no shortage of reasons to leave,
reasons to call you out for what you are,
reasons to point out why you are the way you are,

but then again,
I did not need to point fingers at the obvious,
that is why they are obvious,

There were no shortage of statements as to why I should have left,

I should have done that long ago,

for the good of my own good,

and I was a good person,

of this, I was certain

When I was young,

and more quickly beautiful than I am these days,

I fancied glitter,

but only because it made me seem more beautiful than I actually was, 

more enigmatic than it really was,

more of a conundrum comprise of simplicity,

if you could be that,

But then again,

if you called yourself that,

you would be pontificating,

and nobody,

even when they were short of reason,

could tolerate the audibles of a pontificator