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Underestimating

Стихотворение / Лирика, Поэзия
Ни за что не недооценивайте себя, любите этот мир и себя! Стоит лишь иногда подумать.
Объем: 0.064 а.л.

He underestimates himself,  

He only waits for a wonder,  

He thinks he’s better off sad,  

And afraid to become brighter.  

He doesn’t wanna grow up,  

So he sinks in his lies  

Interfering strive for the top  

And stop all of his cries,  

He doesn’t even know  

Why he is doing that,  

Why he’s on his own  

And why he is mad.  

Here is another day,  

Another torment as he thinks,  

He need to turn it other way  

And he will spread his mighty wings.  

He wakes up again,  

Cleans himself up,  

Turns on Cobain,  

Pours tea into his cup–  

Everything is as usual.  

Life loves him so much,  

But her love is unmutual.  

Some time and he’s at his work,  

It’s only thing loved by him,  

But he tells her no word,  

So, it’s time to begin.  

His boss wanna meet him–  

He has no choice  

And he left the whole team  

To hear his voice  

– Good morning, Mr. White,  

How is your well-being?  

– Good morning, Mr. Fry,  

I’m good (that was a kidding)  

– That’s why you’re here.  

What’s with your mental health?  

– I can tell you, but I fear…  

– I’ll keep it all to myself.  

– Why should I trust you?  

– I swear, I’ll be true to my word.  

– I’ve fire in my soul that I can’t stew,  

Seems like I’m in hell and I’m burnt,  

Why? I lost my last friend of suicide,  

His dead hurts me more than my mother’s–  

She’s never been on my side,  

I think I'll be killed by my bothers.  

Do you understand me and my feelings?  

– You don't know, but I have no parents...  

Your worries didn't lost their meanings,  

But you have to cool down to gain a balance.  

Please, take life easier than you’re doing,  

Don't think that you are totally lonely,  

Life is a place you infinitely grow in,  

Even if you do it unbelievably slowly.  

I hope you’ll never forget what I said.  

– You’re orphan? … I’m so sorry..  

You showed me my worldview is so bad,  

Thank you for that, I mustn’t worry  

To my awful mood become good.  

I understood that I wasn’t right,  

To be hapless or blessed– I may choose,  

I hate myself 'cause I’m blind.  

It’s time to comprehend the truth,  

Time to amend my inner-self,  

I know, this way will not be smooth,  

But I can do this ’til I stop my breath.  

– I’m glad to know I am understood.  

Your work is looking forward to you.  

Now you have to better your mood.  

Take care, there is nothing else I can do.  

– I can’t thank you enough, I’m off!  

Many ideas turned over in his mind,  

He revived his personal growth,  

His life started to turn into a flight.  

Two months later:  

He forgot that once he was sad,  

He became better  

And his past problems are dead,  

We really can say that!

| 66 | 5 / 5 (голосов: 1) | 23:54 11.03.2021

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Tatti8300:35 12.03.2021
.5!...well, that all turned out for the better side.

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