Quotes for context: " The advice we most need, is the ones we give to others."
" Treat yourself like you treat your loved ones."
" She was so artistic; painting smiles on everyone but herself"
Hypocrites, we all are; say one thing, mean another,
Insist on an ideology, a belief, then question it.
What wonder is this, that spews from ourselves to everyone but us?
Sometimes, we use others as a canvas, filling them with colours we wish was on ours.
What irony is it, that everything we say/do relates to us unknowingly, somehow.
Is this selfishness, or wisdom?
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This is all over the place, but I hope its understandable at least.
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