Some days I feel I've lost my way
More to do
then can be accomplished
In a day
The problems begin to surmount
And I begin to wonder if I really count
I know this feeling will soon pass
And I'll go back
to being fine
I just no longer know what to ask
to get ahead
to feel I'm tryin'
Why do things at times seem so hard?
Am I overthinking it?
Do I need to dumb myself down,
So I can stop wearing a frown?
Who knows what the real answer is.
I never thought I asked for much.
Just a little common sense,
A conversation with someone
who's in touch.
My reality doesn't seem to fit
Perhaps that's the beginning
and end of it.
Even into adulthood
I seem not to fit in anywhere
But now that I'm grown
Why do I still care?
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Happy Musings of my Inner Critic
PoesíaI am on whole a very positive person. Most people who know would tend to agree. However, I have a little secret. I tend to argue, fight, and pout just about everyday with that little voice we all have in our heads. I refuse to be defeated by said an...
