Poem insipred by Anxious People by Fredrik Backman
We really don't know more about children than tropical fish and that was how this story ended up becoming a hostage drama Obviously none of this has anything to do with you Not even fairly happy people manage to be happy the whole darn time Older men rarely know what to say to younger men as if older breaths were heavier Drugs are a sort of dusk that grant us the illusion that we're the ones who decide when the light goes out We lie to those we love Full of caffeine-free coffee gluten-free bread alcohol-free beer I'll interpret that as suggesting that it's perfectly okay to have a binary attitude to intelligence I'm having quite a complicated day anyone can nurture a myth about their life if they have enough manure If phobias were logical and plausible they wouldn't be called phobias They're not the captives here. I am. You're about as sharp as a wet box of cornflakes trying to teach a toaster how to read I buy distance from other people; most people never become individuals to us Entirely alone in every emotion some people accept that they will never be free of their anxiety what we think stories are about often isn't what they're about at all People who've never seen a pistol before simply take it for granted This is 'the crapping rabbit' emotion in his feet that emotionally challenged old fart like a self-help book, only in reverse You can understand someone without necessarily agreeing with them The truth is hardly ever as complicated as we think there's more love in the world than the opposite You end up marrying the one you don't understand then you spend the rest of your life trying he was my echo she's my everything the hardest thing about death is the grammar Empathy is like vertigo It wasn't your fault we're more than the mistakes we made yesterday when this day is over and the night takes us allow yourself a deep breath
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