Why worry in life my dear, life is much too
short to dance with the still remorse of
a constant itch that will not leave without
force.

Breathe and breathe some more till your
lungs are filled with energy, escaping through
your pours of life.

Upside-down smiles do not become you my
dear, they make your eyes dull, making
you fake like a Barbie doll.

I know! That look is familiar but at times
others could give you some help in the line
of good advice, without that sneaky
smirk my dear.

I know actions speak louder than words
and with all those troubles you don't
Do, you think you do, give me a hug
sometimes, just to make you feel you are
not alone without anyone in your
corner.

When you notice, what you
will someday, you will be the one giving
some good advice for your little one who
thinks life *****.

Strange how a person's outlook
takes a double take, finding out that
all answers are not correct, most of them
are wrong, till you live and find out that all
your lifetime was just an ego problem..


(Nice to find out it took all these years
to find that out)




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