In case you have finnally stumbled
Accross your strange habits
And wondered if
Just why am I like that
Then imagine
A child
Struggling to survive
To survive, is to latch
Onto certain
Coping mechanism
Like imagine
A child
Full of life
Too wild for the world
And so they were
Told to be quiet
And so the child became
So conscious
That they thought
Keeping Quiet would be better
Then being ridiculoued
In the same manner
All your habits
That you hate now
Could be the reason
Could be your way
To avoid even severe feelings
And burden of emotions
Your bad habits
Could be your inner child's
Coping mechanism
Imagine that
But now you are in control
The child has grown
It's time to move on
Change habits
Not yourself
Change things you don't like
Change things that are not right
Change
Because the child has grown up now
The child does not need coping mechanism
To survive
All you need is
Bunch of good habits
To thrive
Survival is boring
Living
Let's try that once
Imagine that
YOU ARE READING
Lost words
PoetrySome words, some thoughts, some feelings-- complicated, intricate, fragile gets lost in the day to day. So let's carve out those, and let them breathe and come to existence through the mere power of poetry
