Saturday, July 09, 2016

Anxiety In The Pit Of Your Stomach

No one cares what you do,
When it don't touch their life,
For then, you may as well not e'en exist,
A survival device,

The world is too large to take it all in,
Unless it is reduced,
To simply a projection of your mind,
Lest personal intentions get confused,

Lest you start thinking what it would be like,
In someone else's shoes,
That's a Pandora's box you'll never close,
With very much to lose,
Like who you are,
Or, who you are right now,
With the risk that you'll ope' up all new worlds,
Become depressed and not even know how.

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