Don't worry buddy it will be alright
It will never work out
Through it all just keep going
Give up before you get too hurt
Hold your head high, don't cry
Run away now before it gets worse
It will all be okay one day
It will all be okay when you're dead.
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Hope springs eternal and is the last to die. Well spoken in this poem. Well said in so few words
Thank you!
Most welcome
🥷, this hits like two voices wrestling in the same chest…hope and fear trading lines. It’s tender and conflicted…a quiet tug-of-war wrapped in honesty. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you, I was trying to capture the essence of one's internal thoughts not matching up with what they say outwardly. Thank you for reading!
Yes! Cognitive Dissonance. You pulled it off, my friend!
I wonder how long we'd make it as a species if our thoughts didn't contradict?
Who knows? Maybe we'd have time travel and immortality!
Perhaps...or maybe the contradictions keep us for going whole-hog on bad ideas. Slows down progress on good ideas but also the bad ones too? Perhaps a necessary evil. Fun to think about...
Layers of contradiction - that is life. In contradiction we thrive. Strange, isn't it?
Ha, ha I suppose so!
That’s the spirit, and yes there’s always something more to every story 👍
Thanks for reading!
A fine write
Thank you!
indeed it will sort itself out, the way Nature wants it to - so best not to mope - but keep up your hope
Ha, ha thank you!
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