That’s nice.
No, really, it is.
I don’t want to use rhyme scheme for once.
It’s weird, huh?
I know, but I don’t mind.
Heck, actually, I’ll probably add this as a journal.
Yes, I will.
But for those of you who are already confused, I originally meant this as a poem.
In fact, I just erased 16 lines of rhyme or so, then restarted with this tangent.
Rhyme scheme wasn’t working out for me.
I mean, it could have been accomplish, of course, but it wasn’t enough.
I wanted to say more than I could through rhyme.
Because this is different than my normal poems
Stupid grammar check, I don’t care about my incomplete sentences. There, I took away the period.
But anyways, this one is different
You see, most of my poems involve one or two particular people.
Mayhaps a small group, now and again
But this one is me against the whole word, I guess
Because it’s funny
No, really, it is
See, I’m laughing?
Because it’s just so amusing
The world, in its entirety
The fact that I laugh at stress
Seriously, I do
Is that because of insanity, denial, or overconfidence?
I was preparing for college for several weeks now
Much later than I should have been, by the way
I was really stressed
I was over worked
I was very nervous
I hated every minute of the work
But it made the rest of life seem better
College preparation made me uneasy
But otherwise, I was always smiling
I was just so happy
So cool, calm, and collected
Unless I was enthusiastic and overjoyed
Not much could bring me down
I was confronted with a surprising turn of events
I was upset for a moment
Then sad and kind of guilty
Then I was touched
Then I just couldn’t help but smile
Because really
It changed my life
I don’t like change
But that’s okay
I can’t hurt change
There’s no reason to despise change
So I’ll just accept it
I’ll accept that college preparation is annoying
That photo taking is stressful
That people have feelings
That people hurt other people
But to clarify, I don’t mean that someone has hurt me
I just meant that friends of mine get hurt by others
And so I’ll accept all these things and more
And when I’m not focusing on them
When I’m not being challenged by difficulties
Then I’ll be depressed
I’ll be a little sulky
But only in comparison to my normal cheery self
Because when I accept that so many things cause strife
I just want to grin and laugh
So many people complain
I used to
A lot
I still will
I’m not perfect
I can’t change reality
All people complain
That is fact
I am no exception
But when I complain, it’ll be without reason
It’ll be about the little things that aren’t hurtful
And though those are the least important complaints of all
That’s fine with me
Because I don’t want my complains to shout at the world
I don’t want to make others feel bad
I want to see all of the reasons to complain
And just shove them into my little hat of random glee
So that I can tip my hat to people and show them that all the things that plague them
All the stress they feel
Are nothing more than little objects I can stick in my hat
Then I’ll put my hat back on and walk away grinning
I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy in my life.


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