Over thinking everything can be truly exhausting.
Whether the weather is hotter or colder.
Whiling trying struggling, defining loving and dying.
Or if summer days are longer and winter is shorter.
If work or play is the better way.
Whether I'm growing, or my perceptions are shrinking.
If dismay always leads to a better day.
Simply to understand anything is better than agonizing.
And then squall why agonize at all?
While ignoring the question of apprehension that's sinking in.
If agony enthralls, and we choose to fall and crawl.
Why am I agonizing, why am I over thinking?
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