I was once an old fool
I changed my thinking
It wasn’t my problem
It was the world’s problem
It’s not the hours
It’s the minutes
The cause is just that
Effects don’t matter
Causalities are there own fault
I realized the thought was the issue
If the world was more than me
Well that meant I had to absorb that
I’m a rock, stone cold now
You can’t get blood from turnip
Watching them try is fun
But I’ve gotten younger
My mind is free
Fault is a distraction
Sleep is the world of nothing
Carrying your pain
Give up rest and relaxation
The problem with youth
It’s wasted in the young
We should learn to care
And then forget to save ourselves
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Very interesting. Mixed up and intriguing all the same 🙂
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Thank you darling. It was one of those thoughts that go sideways quickly. I’m still not sure if I like it or not. I’m working on my questions. 😀
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Great!
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So true, youth is wasted on the young..
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