Someone handed me their judgement

So I flushed it down the drain

Didn’t bother even looking

Let it wash away like rain

They tried to hand me doubt too

And its troubling cousin fear

I threw them all into my porcelain bowl

And then casually necked a beer

Took the expectations I was given

Flushed them like a terd

This time I watched and smiled

Their whooshing descent all I heard

Now I can’t stop flushing things

I’ll be doing it ’til Summer

My disinterest in other’s plans for me

Might soon mean I need a plumber.